[b]"Hey maybe we should stick together. This city is clearly really dangerous and there's safety in numbers. The front door would probably be alright, as long as we don't make too much noise taking down the barricade. I mean, we might as well go through the staff exit just to be safe. Check the doors anyway, I'll go and look through the kitchen to see if this place has any canned food."[/b] He dripped the last of the tomato sauce into his open mouth and looked at Rachel. He gave a slight smirk and asked, [b]"Wanna help?"[/b]

After getting his response (whatever it may be) he would put aside the can. Litter was the least of anyone's concern at this point. He would then gently lower his rucksack and axe off the balcony as far as he could, before dropping it onto the floor below. He would move over to the elevator shaft, and if Rachel had said yes, he would help her down the shaft first. Otherwise, he'd just go down it himself. He did not want to take down the pile that was blocking the stairs, in case more shit goes down, so the elevator shaft would have to do. Squeezing through into the kitchen area, Jason would then begin to search, opening various drawers and cupboards, only to find expired french fries and inedible containers and stuff. Perhaps Rachel (if she was with him) would have more luck finding something?