The smile grew on Tim's face, and he rolled his eyes.

"Don't insult me like that, Raylan. You and I both know you're shit without supervision, and the last thing I need is Art up my ass because I left you alone."

But Raylan was right in picking up that Tim was getting restless. He could sit still for hours and keep an eye on a target, but office duty is something else.

"Wanna order some food or something?"