It took everything in his power not to laugh at the whole damn thing. Even the death of his phone didn't phase him, nor did the destruction of furniture. While JP flailed, Marshall stood by patiently, looking a bit bored if anything. As the young man stood up he remained impassive with the cursing and demands.
"No."
He let the words sink in for a moment. And the water that was still running from the bathroom.
"I am not leaving this room without you. You may have forgotten your training. but. I. have. not." He shifted his stand a little and crossed his arms. He wasn't going to budge. "You were recruited to be an agent. Not a couch potato."