Lexie smiled, taking his hand in hers. "I'm Lexie...you can call me Lex, though." She, too, also laughed "yeah, I was a bartender back in Baton Rouge, my dad gave me this pistol when I moved down there." She looked over at her gun then back at Joe. "Good thing he Iis a corrections officer.. well was, I havent heard from him since the outbreak." She rubbed the back of her neck nervously, she took another look around. Sighing in relief that there were no Rotters in sight, she asked, "What's your story?" This was the first time in 2 weeks that she had a ful out conversation with another human being. Sure, she chatted with some Rotters but that was after she put a bullet through their head. It felt nice to get to talk to someone and it was even more of a plus that it was with a good looking guy.