Technically, he wasn't nowhere near Sam's level. Yes, he tried to pick up some of the slack that had been left behind when Sam had been taken, but until Erol actually appointed a new Head of Security, it was just the several leaders of all the different divisions within the heart working as one. So far, it had worked out for the best and he could only hope that it would continue to be that way. But right now, his mind wasn't on security so much. No, he was waiting. Waiting for the reaction that would rear its ugly head soon enough. And when it finally happened, there was a small grin and a mischievous look in his eyes. His usual dead pan manner worked wonders right now, because there was only one word he needed to say.
"Pot."
Sister figure or not, that would teach her to go rummaging through his stash.