" Perdona me" The Doctor replied in spanish. He took "Gabby's" Hand that was held out to him to take and he smiled back. " Yo soy Doctor Johnson, No pensé asustarle" ( I am Doctor Johnson, I didn't mean to startle you) <--- my Spanish is very rusty so if you need to correct it, that is fine.

The doctor sat down at the table as well to eat. As he started to eat he asked a question of the group. " So what are the thought of everyone here?" Taking a another bite of his tamale " Should we stay, go, build and live till ... I don't know". The doctor continued to eat. 

" Well I think that if it would be ok to stay, that a garden should started and gathering up some animals to breed like goats and chickens. I know they smell but if beats starving during the winter". 

" Supplies might last the first snow... but after that things are going to change quick. Cabin fever, personal space, comforts....TOILET PAPER!" the doctor uses his hands to emphasis the toilet paper issue. " You can never have enough" he said with a nod.