With a short nod, Tony snatched a gaudy napkin from a dusty stack, neglected on the counter, daubed with a silver foil that only made the place more miserable, but maybe would have the intended effect if he fit it into his hand properly. "And if that doesn't work, there's more windows," he said, not sounding enthusiastic about a third venture outside, just identifying an unavoidable pattern.

The volume was incredible when he pushed open the door, a move which hardly garnered any notice in the commotion as one of the women was screaming, "You've only ever thought about yourself, you make the world a worse place!" The tone almost had Tony backing away, throwing a grimace at Cayde before rallying and pushing his way through the crowd toward the commotion. "Excuse me! We'll deal with this, thank you! Everyone back away, please, for your safety!"