Indy would have thrown up his hands if he hadn't been holding his jacket. "Okay, fine. You're leaving me no choice but to go off and found my own Utopian society, with a huge cache of ammunition and a movie theater that only shows films in black and white. Sounds like it's either that or finding Atlantis." He caught himself grumbling a little now, but good-naturedly--even this topic of conversation was a step above speculating in pointless circles or trading insults all evening.

He hadn't stopped to think all that much about the animals outside, but Indy had to admit after brief consideration that Pierson's theory wasn't implausible. That could be bad. If it had taken, what, three or four kids to fight off King Kong last night, and if that thing had been friendlier than what they were likely to find outside--

"You think they got to the animals outside?" he asked. "I was going to say that sounds like too big an operation even for Landel, but I forgot we're dealing with the time-travel guy here. Guess you might only need a few rabid animals to infect a lot of others, anyway." He paused long enough to finish getting dressed and moved to the closet to collect his equipment for the night. "Unfortunately, sooner or later we're probably just gonna have to take the risk. And I think I've got a slight edge on those kids who were headed outside last night, at least."