While the two women had been talking, Perry had moved over to the corner of the basement, picking up one of the bottles of wine and trying to read the label, which had pretty much faded to white. He frowned, sliding it back into the rack, and picked up one of the tins of food before glancing back over at Jennifer. He caught sight of the cat too then, frowning mildly. He'd never really liked cats much. Jackie had begged and begged until he'd gotten one, and the damn thing had shed all over the house. It was hard to look imposing in front of the new interns when you were covered in the evidence that some adorable little kitten had been snuggling you that morning.
"Well, how long exactly we planning on stayin' here?" Honestly, there was no way any of them would be able to get anywhere out there until the blizzard calmed down, but it was anyone's guess how long that would be.
Of course, he was asking just that, hoping that one of them would have some insight into how long the storm would last. He wasn't sure he or his junk wanted to be down here with the Amazon for long.
Placing the can back on the shelf, he brushed the dust off his fingers. He wasn't exactly feeling overly social and he was still half-freezing to death in his wet clothes, so he moved and sat in the corner, trying to ignore the cold wet denim of his jeans sticking to his legs. His jacket was also wet, but he was too cold right now to think about removing it. Hopefully it would just dry off.