"Heh, lucky coincidence, since that's just what Cutter is; a scavenger. Best we got too; could find you a holiday ham in a empty gas station." He looks back and gives Cutter a wink and a nod, but the other zombie is still set on just sulking. Shrugging, Jesse focuses back on Lily exclusively now.

"New England? Long way where we started. Clear over on the other coast. 'Course, we're prolly not from the same world and all, unless you got a zed problem." He puffs on his cigar a few times, exhaling the smoke after rolling it around in his mouth for awhile. The thing's pretty strong-smelling, but it's better than smelling the owner of it. Good thing he's so polite or he'd probably be someone to avoid because of it.

"And the door's hooked up to your house? Huh. Hope you ain't got a ma or pa on the other side who's gonna be worried sick about ya!"