[Peter, Gabriel]
Cover him. Peter was going to cover him against...whatever these things were while he attempted to grab that box that they were near. Well, this didn't seem suicidal at all. No, really. Gabriel had been looking forward to an early death. Swallowing down all of the doubts that were surfacing in his mind, Gabriel did as he was told.
Of course, he wasn't about to just charge forward and try and grab the box. No, that would be both ridiculous and stupid. Peter was keeping his pathway clear so, slipping around the lobby, Gabriel kept his eyes on the pair of Gentlemen holding the box as he moved sidelong in their view. There was enough going on that he doubted his presence would send off too many red flags as he crept toward them, just below their direct line of sight and reached out for the box, plucking it from between them and moving quickly behind the front desk to examine the box.
Oh, brilliant. It could never just be an easy to pick lock, could it? It had to have some kind of complicated locking system that would take awhile to figure out how to spring. Oh, well. No reason to dally. There had to be a pin or a piece of wire that he could use under here somewhere.