Owen lifted the keys and dangled them, an expectant look on his face. "Do you want to do this or not? Because I don't have the patience to stand here and bullshit back and forth with you about this." This was all bullshit anyway, and Owen was more than ready to get it over with. If Simms wouldn't cooperate, it could go downhill real fast and he was trying to avoid that if he could. "They want us to let you out for a bit--" Which was the truth, at least. "--So what do you say?"