Ginger was still sitting in the van, frowning in frustration. He cursed under his breath, looking back at the passed out guy behind him. "Argh!!" He exclaimed, climbing out of his seat to prod the guy awake. He stopped short, a sly grin spreading across his lips. Ginger searched him for anything useful, able to come up with a few snacks and crumbled money. Of course the money seemed to be no longer of any importance, but Ginger still stuffed it in his back pocket. After pick pocketing anything Ginger considered useful he started to poke roughly in order to wake the passed out man. Ginger glanced back at Dimitri, knowing he probably saw what Ginger did. "Don't tell anyone." He said as he climbed back into the passenger seat. He was hesitant to enter to mansion, especially with Jack and Norman rushing in. "Maybe we should plan something out before blindly running in..."