"That's a stupid fucking question," Harry growled under his breath, then almost immediately looked at Murphy apologetically. He caught Eric's eyes for a moment, then approached the bar warily. He was careful not to touch anything but the phone. After a few moments, it was obvious that he was trying very hard not to throw that one across the room as well. He hung it up and stayed where he was, studying the bar. From there, he walked in a circle around the room, studying everything on his way back to Eric. "I need to go outside," he said quietly. "I won't be far, though."