[Ray frowns, because if Barbas hasn't been parading her around as evidence of their failure, maybe he was wrong in his assumption. He sits up a little, adjusting his hold on his beer so he can dig his phone out of his pocket. Once he has it in hand, he sets his beer on the arm of the couch and sets to typing.]
[He's going to be busy for a second, guys, don't mind him.]
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[He's going to be busy for a second, guys, don't mind him.]