Billy was incredibly surprised by the influx of new people suddenly coming into the kitchen. He answered the blond woman with the cow-boy hat. "No, I hadn't planned on it", he replied wryly. "I just thought it was better to be prepared", he added with a mock boy-scout salut.
"Milk?" he looked at Nancy. What was he? A fucking servant? "I don't know, try the fridge?" Billy suggested before lowing the knife in has. He sure as hell wasn't getting rid of it as he watched in amazement, this invading group in his kitchen. Were they cops? He thought when his eyes landed on Rain. She was the only dressed like the sort but the other blond, Alice, had the look of authority about her.
"Thanks", he said sarcastically to Alice, after comment about his knife.
"Q and A?" Billy repeated, his eyes returning to Nancy. "Here's this for Q and A: Who the fuck are you people? When I woke up I didn't see any of you around. Where the fuck did you come from?"