Did he want to go a round? Sam held back a smile. He was the type of guy who could take three darts and hit the bullseye with each one without even straining himself. Of course he wanted to go a round. Sam took the gun from him, flipping it over from one hand to the other to examine what it was that he was going to be using. Range was limited, but it was a strong enough weapon. He lifted it and aimed at the targets ahead, then lowered it in satisfaction. No shots fired off as of yet, but he'd get a few in soon.
"You think you might have said something to him when you were all..." Sam lifted a hand and waved it the side of his head, almost as though he were suggesting Jack had been a crazy person at the time. Which he had been. They all were, actually. "Or maybe he's on break. I dunno, did you talk to anyone in your department about it? Your chief, maybe?" It was odd that his partner had gone missing. Sam would have been more concerned about the matter. Maybe someone needed to look into that, especially since a good deal of time had passed since they had their brains zapped back to normal again.
Lifting the gun once more, Sam took aim and fired. He hit his mark accurately, as expected. Smirking a bit, Sam fired the gun again, repeating the action. "Nice warm-up area," he commented, once he lowered the gun. "I wish we had one of these at home."