Silas had been having the best day in a while. Just knowing that Sarge was in the clear would have been enough to accomplish that, never mind the excessive decorations that looked like five Party Cities and an adult store had vomited all over everything. Slouched in his chair, he couldn't help but smirk at the mention of Barbara as well as Sarge's pissed-off-ness. It was hilarious, really, and the upcoming party seemed like it'd be good fun, too.
There'd been a lazy smirk on his lips, but his expression changed at Sonny's mention of Teagan in a disparaging way. He swiveled his head to pin Sonny with his gaze, not giving a tin shit that the dude ranked above him. T had his complete respect; hell, she probably had bigger balls than he did. This bullshit pissed him off. He didn't say anything because he knew T didn't need anyone to fight her battles for her. All he could do was agree with what she'd said.
"Yeah, let's get on with it," he said, tapping his fingers on the table and finally turning his gaze away from their Road Captain.