Smoke, perhaps overreacting to just noticing Christine, almost falls over the edge. He laughs it off after both feet touch the ground. He walks over to Christine and sits next to her. He looks down at the ground as well, placing his cola to the side.

Welp, if they're zombies then they are pretty well dressed zombies, I'll tell you h-what.

Smoke takes a long glug out of his cola before putting it back down.

Might as well sit up here and cool off anyway. You went with me to the coffee shop that one time I think it's only fair to chill up here with you for a bit.