Ginger was startled awake by Jack bursting through the door. He leapt up from the couch as his reaction, letting out a small yelp at the intrusion. He relaxed, realizing it was just Jack. Everyone else seemed to be up by now, Donna was where he last remembered her. Everything seemed to be fine, and Ginger took a seat on the couch once more. "Morning." He yawned, stretching.