Waving his hand at her. "Yeah yeah." He grumbled. He just hated sitting. More doing, less sitting. That was what he believed. To think, Ethan Lovett was a top of the line thief. With his lack of patiences, after all. Then the break in the sound brough his eyes to the little radio box. The guy just called for his driver.
"That uh..." He glanced out the windshield. "Duck!" Ethan quickly slid down to hide in the dark car. Watching Leticia do the same thing, he grinned. Finally. "You going to guess?" He asked as he slid up and moved out the car. He quickly moved, holding his bag of tools close.