But seriously, this guy, he was like 'I didn't have anything to do with it', and yet there he was; with spray paint on his hands, the same colour as--

[It was just another one of those days, it really was. It isn't often that Maine tells him to shut up, it's pretty nice to have someone that'll actually listen to all of your stupid work stories.

But the minute Maine growls at him, it's pretty immediate that he cuts his story off, a blink and a look of surprise on his face.]

--Eh? Something up, buddy?