"Yeah, just what this fucking house needs. Legions of the undead," Felix scoffed at that, taking another drink from his glass before pausing. "Well, if they were gonna pull that kind of shit I'd place bets on it starting with Francis. Did you see that They put him back in his chair this morning? Kind of seems a little anticlimactic after all that other shit."
When the doors to the elevator opened he waved his drink glass carefully toward the interior to indicate ladies first, then followed in. "At least if he turns into some Herald of the Zombie Apocalypse we'll be the first ones to go."