"Yeah, I'm sure..." Hands went into his pocket as Forge didn't quite flail while getting everything together. "I wouldn't worry too much about anybody bothering this. They'll probably just come in, take one look, and then back out slowly," he said with a grin.
He started heading back to the garage, looking back at Forge. "I'm...not sure what the smoking rules are 'round here." Whether he meant in the Lair or in New York was unclear. Not that it really mattered, because smoking outside or in his car was definitely okay. "You got cigs or are we going to have to stop somewhere?" Freakshow didn't smoke, but he knew enough smokers to whom getting a cigarette at the right time was a Very Big Deal. Yay nicotine addictions.