He's had time to think and consider his approach.
Especially once he plugged the card into his laptop, after the
alarm went off letting him know that the land line was dead.
All the beer's down cellar, in the room. He's packing -- a gun, an extra clip, a couple of knives, some charms (never hurts), a ziploc bag of salt, some sterno, matches, and a small flask.
And now he's sitting peacefully in front of his computer, playing a few rounds of Bejeweled.