Jerry heard the suggestions of the group, many of which had agreed with his point that the signs likely were outdated. [i]This am good[/i], thought Jerry to himself, [i]they not stupid dumb-dumbs[/i]. However, many of the others seemed to disagree with his idea of splitting up, on account of there were wounded, and to prevent anybody from getting lost. Jerry hadn't thought about it, but he had been wounded in the fight... Oh well. He hadn't really been paying attention to that at all, being too busy listening to the music from his Pip-Boy and the suggestions from the group.

"Okay, we visit broke buildings," Jerry asserted himself as a bit of an authority, trying to make sure the others followed behind him. "I go first, because am the biggest." It was true. He [i]was[/i] the biggest. And so, with a sort of assured confidence in his step, Jerry marched forwards towards the ruins, police baton in hand, passing Jack who awaited the movement of the group. As Jerry reached the buildings, he began his subtle method of threat detection: [b][h3]"HELLO? AM ANYONE THERE?"[/h3][/b]