Jacob stumbled into the food court a few minutes after Jordan had. With a deep yawn, he continued on to the coffee shop. Sleepily grabbing the coffee pot, he filled it with water and made sure that he found some fresh coffee grounds. The little red light on the coffee machine was the first thing that hit his eyes, after the start button had been pushed. "Man, I wish coffee got ready about fifty time faster than it did... that or instant coffee wouldn't taste like ass." Jacob knew that the situation was as under control as it would get and at this point, he was just happy that they were outside and that he was inside with some survivors. 'ding'. It was the coffee pot. Aparently time had escaped him and the coffee was fianlly ready. Picking up the pot and placing it out in the open, he retrieved a cup and poured himself a glass of black coffee. With his cup in hand, Jacob poured a second and walked over to where Jordan was sitting. Taking a seat he looked over at him. "This situation turned to crap pretty fast.. looks like we were just lucky to get out with none of 'them' inside. Best of all, no one is infected in the entire area." He sighed and looked down. "I know it sounds bad, but I am still a bit edgy about yesterday.."