Maybe it was all the taunting that he had been getting from Cecilia that morning, but something about Chase's pathetic laugh and his bad jokes caused Simms to settle a bit, like this was just another part of his day. He supposed that it was. He took a few deep breaths through his nose as he tried to get his heart to stop racing. He sucked on his teeth, then nodded to himself. Fried pork. Cute.
He was definitely going to kill this kid later.
"Actually... I think I have something that I need you to do for me. Because it's admirable, you trying to be the hero. Save the day-- Here, watch this for a second, will you?" He pulled his keyring off of his belt and dropped it down on the table, too far for Chase to be able to move while he was attached to the table. He'd let the smartass try, though, and he even left the room to let him do it.