Geoffrey led them through a few hallways. Here and there they'd encounter someone dressed in military clothing, and in two rooms they passed there were also women. This bunker seemed more like a shelter for several families than anything else. Though that wasn't it's true purpose. Eventually they arrived at what looked to be some kind of lounge. There were some couches, a music player, a TV, and even a small fridge. Geoffrey opened the fridge and took out three beers, tossing Zara and Kevin one as well. "So, have a seat and tell me what the fuck's going on. You're not the type to move from your safe spot Zara..."

The woman caught the beer and sat down in one of the couches. And since there was an ashtray on the table close to it, she decided this was a good time for a smoke as well. Heck, it was only the second one of the day so she had actually been smoking less today. "Kevin, you want one too I presume. Just uh...buy me a pack whenever you get the chance next time." She spoke, tossing him the half-pack that she had promised for their bet earlier that day. The last thing she wanted was for him to get all nervous and twitchy every time she had a smoke while they were travelling.

"Talk ya brat, don't ignore me." Geoffrey grumbled, not too keen on Zara's smoking habits, though not telling her to stop either. "Fine fine..." Zara sighed, quickly lighting her cigarette before speaking. "The short of it is that some private company wants to study me to find a cure or something. Kevin here's the one that came to get me." Geoffrey frowned, glancing at Kevin for a moment. "And you actually trust them?" The woman shook her head. "Of course not. But the pay is too tempting to pass it up before even seeing what this is about." Once again the man glanced towards Kevin. "You realize that if you get her killed I'll hunt you down, right?"