[b]Alex Clark - The Pub - Scouts[/b]

"Anyone want tea?" she asked. Her voice sounded shaky.

Chris almost laughed. "I think Jamie needs some." Jamie nodded his head in agreement and Hazel worked quickly to pour him a cup.

"I don't think Rudy could have gone far. He didn't... have a car like we did, after all." Jamie paused to blow at his steaming cup. "We have to find or, or... I'll feel awful."

He'd be feeling very awful, Chris thought. Once Enrique got a hold of him, anyway. "I have to agree," Chris said, turning to Alex. "He's probably holding out in one of the houses around there. A sturdy one."

[b]"Thanks for the tea ... eh ..."[/b] 
[b]"Hazel, my name's Hazel. If you guys need anything...?"[/b] She replied quickly, eyeing them all briefly.
[b]"No, we'll be fine for now."[/b] Alex replied after looking at the other two guys. He took the steaming hot cup of tea and warmed his hands on it for a moment. He never really liked tea, nor coffee, but a hot drink was more than welcome now. If anything the 'apocalypse' learned him to stop being picky about both food and drinks. He sipped, burned his lips and swallowed a curse along with some way too hot tea, and continued following the conversation.

[b]"Yeah. Once this bloody storm is gone, we'll go look for Danny."[/b] He concluded their thoughts, stopping them from pondering about the what-if's. Instead, he turned the conversation in a new direction. [b]"Now Jamie, if we drive back there tomorrow, or whenever the weather's calm again, do you think you'll be able to find the place where you lost him? That'd be a good reference point to start looking. After that, it's just a matter of finding all nearby places that we'd consider safe for the storm and if we've got any luck, Danny'll be there somewhere."[/b]