Sloth looked sullen and moved to the back of the group, starting to kick around for rocks to fill his pockets with. Why didn't he think to bring a weapon like the rest?
"I can unseal him," Sloth said to Glutt, finding a piece of broken brick and trying to scope out which window to throw it at. Then he spied that someone had put their recycling bin out, and it was conveniently stocked with empty bottles. That would do.