"What? No wonder you're a virgin with that attitude. She's hurt, we'll got to get both of you out of here."<br/><br/>Martin placed both of them on the bed of flowers in the cart, then motioned for Gregg to help him pull it.<br/><br/>"Let's get as far away from here as possible. School's out..."<br/><br/>He'd still look back at Jocelyne.<br/><br/>"If she'd been bitten, that doesn't have to *mean*, doesn't it? Jayson, look under her clothing. No, wait! I'll do that..."<br/><br/>He ran up and looked under Jocelyn's shirt, with an expression on his face that was uncommon for this kind of action. He was so nervous he'd expect the breasts to bite him or something.<br/><br/>"We don't know how much they are zombies and how much not..."