[ Peter takes his cue -- he grabs Tiny by the face and smashes his head into the wall, forceful enough to leave a dent. The guard slumps to the ground, unmoving, and Peter backs up, just as he hears voices further down the hall. No time to catch his breath, then. ]
Oookay, time to go.
[ He grabs Charlie by the elbow and ushers him through the door. ]
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Oookay, time to go.
[ He grabs Charlie by the elbow and ushers him through the door. ]