Jake nodded in agreement with what Heather had to say. He would much rather stay right where they were at the motel then try to wander off and find some other spot to hide out. For the moment, the motel seemed relatively safe, considering it was about half an hour away from downtown Detroit. And the National Guard was supposed to be mobilizing, so maybe they wuld be able to get this all under control? Unlikely though. Jake was about to say something, but then Heather cut herself off as the door to the motel lobby burst open. He glanced over his shoulder to see the little blond girl followed by the Asian woman. Jake watched as the two headed for room 17. "Looks like someone needs their mommy..." Jake muttered before turning his attention back to Heather.<br/><br/>He then watched as the  brunette covered the distance between the two of them. After looking at Heather for a moment, he looked back over his shoulder to where her attention had momentarily turned. The blond girl was now getting into a truck. A truck that was just a little too big for her. Jake couldn't help but chuckle softly before looking back to Heather, "I don't think I would act like any blond...Thank god there isn't a second one like her" he replied. Jake looked down at the girl for a few moments. She was a good half a foot shorter than him. Nothing wrong with that though. Shorter girls were a particular favorite of his...especially if they were brunette. Jake then turned a little so he could look back at the motel lobby area.<br/><br/>"There's a TV. And.." He pulled his cellphone from his pocket to check the signal. "Looks like I'm still getting signal..." Jake replied, pushing his phone back into his pocket. "True...and who knows how much of the city is already overrun with zombies." Zombies. Jake still found it hard to believe he was actually saying zombies. And it was even more unreal that zombies were actually coming to life...ugh, everything was fucked up now. Jake hadn't really paniced yet. He was just more..surprised than anything.<br/><br/>Jake's attention turned when he heard the rumble of a car. He turned to see a Dodge Charger parking in front of the lobby. Looked just like a cop car, and sounded like one too. It was about time a cop came by. Hopefully they'd know more about the situation than just what the news reports were covering.  Jake chuckled at Heather's comment, "It's about time...come on, lets head back inside." Jake looked to Heather for a moment then began to start back towards the motel lobby. Now he was really wishing he had his hunting rifle, but he'd left that back in Lansing. All he had for a weapon was his switchblade knife. And he was hoping he wouldn't have to use that, because that would mean he'd be much too close to a zombie.