Lola rolled her eyes. Okay, maybe in a different scenario reenacting the scene from Monty Python would be a fabulous use of time but now as not the time or place. "As fun as it would be, right now I would rather not." No, she would rather be away from potential outside zombies when having a laugh. Lola did a quick look over her shoulder to ensure she was, at this time alone. The infected number seemed to have grown, but then that did make sense.
"Yes, Lola." Alright maybe it was not the most common name. "Do I get the pleasure of hearing yours? As fun as it is conversing with a stranger holding the keys to the fate of my current predicament." Lola didn't like that, she would be honest, relying on someone else never made her feel comfortable just as people relying on her made her want to curl up in a ball and hide. "Come on dude. Just let me in." She waved her hands out in front of her as if adding emphasis.
Though as the question followed she raised her eyebrow. "Do I look that diabolical, or stupid?" She was one person, she would have to be an evil super hero genius to take over this place. And burning it down, was well stupid. "I would rather have walls than an open calling card to all the zombies in New York."