"Thank you," he commented, bobbing his head from side to side with each syllable. Once Sherrinford was at his side, he smirked at him. "Mind the noise, darling. I need you to do some work." Which may seem vague but Jim pushed the button to send and several of the devices the others had on them started wailing.
Jim winced and pulled a handgun he had tucked in his suit behind his back for concealment. "Give Seb a minute," he warned before zipping to hide.