Jack felt his wings being touched by a total stranger. He shivered and glanced at the girl. "Gunshot? Well if we are all to be murdered, why not at least treat us with a better meal than tomato soup before we die?" He complained. He nodded at Okori "Well if they are upstairs where should we check out?" He asked readjusting his wings inside his shirt. He could smell the others, lighting candles like this was Hanukkah.