"Riiight," Sawyer said with a cocky grin as he lit yet another cigarette. "Well, while you kiddies stand around and finish pickin' dodge ball teams," he snarked, exhaling a cloud of smoke as he spoke. "I'm gonna go take a look around this beast and figure out what's what."

With a quick nod, he started toward the door, ready to leave the bickering gaggle behind. "Keep in touch!" he added, mockingly, giving them an exaggerated wave as he disappeared around the corner.