As the group went on their trek through the jungle, Paul went up to Udesky.
"You're not really a mercenary, are you?" Paul asked.
"I never said I was." Udesky said.
"That's true." Paul said. "What are you?"
"Well, I'm like a booking agent." Udesky replied. "One of the guys...guys got sick and couldn't come."
Paul was struggling to put something in his rucksack.
"Excuse me." Udesky said. "Here. So you run a hardware store?"
"Paint and tile. Yeah." Paul said.
"Hmm." Udesky said. "You never can tell about people, can you?"
"Ain't that the truth?" Paul replied.
"Eric?" Amanda yelled.
"Quiet." Grant said, annoyed.
"Would you stop that?" Paul asked. "Dr. Grant says this is very dangerous territory."
"Look, maybe we should split up or something, you know." Amanda said. "We could cover twice as much ground."
"Dr. Grant says that's a bad idea." Pau said.
"Dr. Grant. 'Dr. Grant says this...'" Amanda mocked.
"Well, what's the good of hiring an expert if we're not gonna use his advice?" Paul asked.
"Yeah, except Dr. Grant isn't looking for Eric." Amanda said. "He's looking for the coast."
"Okay, fine." Paul said. "Go ahead and scream. And then, when that Tricycloplots attacks you, don't come crying to me."
"Don't worry about that." Amanda said.
"What?" Paul asked.
"Nothing." Amanda said.
"What did you say?" Paul asked.
"Never mind." Amanda said.
"What did you say?" Paul asked.
"God, Paul, just drop it." Amanda said.
"If we split up, I'm going with you guys." Udesky said to Billy.