Oh! An actual reaction. Havoc would file that away for later, but now he was just...he was almost looking at it! If only he moved his eyes--turned them a little more! He would be able to see the curl of tape.

A grin started to form around his cigarette and he finally slid off of his chair, slowly crossing the room to pretend to peer into the tiny fridge.

"Yeah? I'll keep that in mind. So long as you adhere to the company policy. No gettin' sloppy in front of customers."

He leaned back up and looked at James almost excitedly, no longer frustrated but enjoying that clueless expression. He reminded him of a dog he'd seen on television once.