Alex suspects he doesn't want to see the other guys, if that's the case. Actually, he starts to wonder if those are the kind of fights he would've had to break up back in Detroit. At this point, he's so grateful he's not even gonna ask.

"Wish I could say where we are," Alex feels like he's treading a line here, dropping that "we" like he trusts this guy. "I don't know 'bout you, but I'm not a fan of hanging out here longer than I have to."

It's dark and cramped and the building keeps making strange noises like the rest of it wants to collapse on top of them.