Jason was staring at the door as he thought, just as Becca came up and talked to them. He turned around to face her, letting out a deep breath, tired of explaining to everyone that came up. "We are baking cookies and singing old pop songs." He said with a chuckle before looking at Marcus and noticing what he wanted to do, moving to the other side of the door and getting in position before looking at Becca again. "Just kidding, we have no idea what happened to the guards."