Alex gratefully huddled under the awning, glad Amnell wasn't intent on biting his head off soon. He listened, and had to agree, they couldn't just leave without telling somebody. He continued listening as she then addressed Seth...
Wait, what?
To be honest, Alex wasn't entirely sure if Amnell was joking or not. Either prospect had its own twist on his mind, so he elected to pretend he hadn't heard it. He did acknowledge Seth's quip. "I-I think she was joking," he shot back with a playful punch. "But, uh, I think Seth needs to call Evan. I'm pretty sure my phone got fried too...let's see." He pulled out the phone, and tried it. "Yup," he continued, unamused. "Amazing how a bit of water can wreck a phone, when a one-story drop won't." He sighed. "I guess we have no choice. At least we found a place out of the rain. Anybody know if it's going to let up anytime soon?