"Carol," John said with something of a laugh even as he patted down his pockets to find his pack of smokes again. "Watch out luv, you've got the attitude of a woman after my heart." Trouble was practically his middle name. He was cavalier though, because he was used to these sorts of things. He was an expert in these sorts of things.
Hell, even the set up of these doors wasn't too strange to him, although he'd have to do a little more experimenting with that. Preferably on his own time where there was room for error.
He leaned over in order to peer through the door again, head tilting curiously once he realized it was a wooded area instead of that grocery store. "Bloody curious," he said, mostly to himself, before glancing over at Carol again. "Adrenaline junkie. Sitting still is an absolute bore, innit?" It wasn't weird that she missed it, not even a little bit. Some people were simply meant for more in life.