"If you're Umbrella is like the other Alice's Umbrella... Wise decision. You're welcome to stay here. There's another bedroom at the end of the hall. She even left some her stuff in it I think. I'd be stunned if she had a problem with you using her stuff. I doubt she's coming back anyway."

Riddick gestures down the hall, with the bottle of blue cheese dressing. Then he pours some over his salad. His first bite of carrots crunches loudly in the silence that follows his offer.