[Give him a moment to see if any of these other pool cues and their stupid knives can be freed... nope. Nope, okay, this sure is happening—]

Fuck, this person was no amateur, these would probably hold up in a real fight.

[Not that he's suggesting trying it out, but damn... At Sayaka's question he looks over and winces as the paint balloon pops.]

We're the unluckiest bastards in the whole damn world to be stuck dealing with this shit. Look here, leave this crap to me. Go get cleaned up and start on dinner while I move all this shit to the control room, okay?