[Veronica follows, unwilling to leave Bruce to face the crazies alone. She watches the old guy, stone-faced and wary. It wasn't that she liked Bruce or felt protective of him, but... she was. He had a sense of humor about all this, and Veronica needed that.]

[She keeps half an eye on Bruce, one hand gripping the strap of her bag tightly. It won't be much of a weapon in a fight, but it'll be better than nothing.]

Hi. I'm Veronica. I'm new around here. This is where you join the Jackie Chan fan club, right? Not the brain-eating contest...

[What? Bruce had implied he was a zombie first. Though Veronica was sure it was a joke. Mostly sure.]