"Bathroom!" Gary announced unceremoniously, brushing past Joker and jogging down the hall.
"Hi, boss," Roy greeted.
He was prepared for the worst when the door opened, and wasn't quite sure how to react to the friendly reception Jack now gave them. Was this an act, a prelude to some horrible rage? Had the zombism actually wiped his mind? At any rate, acting guilty wasn't going to win him over.
"Forgot my keys," he admitted, smiling weakly. "Bad time of year to do that, huh? How 'bout this weather?"