Ginger sighed, taking a seat down next to her. He stiffened, hearing Jack's yell. Ginger thought about following him, but he knew Jack was already off like a shot. "Unbelieveable.." He mumbled under his breath. Ginger's gaze drifted back to Donna, chuckling "You're telling me, I think we're back at square one at the moment." He reclined back, "The van is also running out of gas..."