Jay thought she looked hot. Really hot. Darkly hot, too, which he wasn't really used to. Justice wasn't like this at all.
"Thanks." He said at her explaining she didn't want to kill him. The bitches that had put them there were enough. He cracked open a can of beer and tasted it. Well at least it was better than the one from there. "It's alright. Nothing special, but I'm drinking it."
Jay briefly wondered if just having it in the dark all day made the beer that cold. It wasn't fresh, like usually beer ought to be, but it wasn't stale like the one he had tried earlier. He threw a can to Laura, hoping she'd catch it with her hands and not by hitting her face on it or something.