Collin fixed himself a cup of coffee and sat down at one of the tables. He saw Orren cooking up some eggs but he wasn't in the mood for breakfast. He took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and placed it on his lips. He got his trusty lighter out and lit the cig a flame. He smoked while taking sips of coffee, not minding the other two people in the kitchen who were clearly irritated. He flipped open his phone to check on the news. He's capers the night beforehand were being aired. He smiled when he saw the banged-up car of murder Mike. Word would get out of this and somebody was going to talk to him about it but he didn't really care. What's the point of being a hero if you can't have some fun? He heard a scream behind him and felt a huge wave of heat. Seems that Persophone was awake too. He didn't even bother turning around, why bother? The next news cover came up and it was a bank robbery in progress at South-side. He questioned himself why anybody would rob banks nowadays when most criminals could just hack bank systems and steal their cash their. Collin called Orren. 
"Hey blood boy, somebody's robbing the bank again. Why don't you and clown face go over there and check shit out?" He said. If Orren was known for bark rather than his bite, Collin was known as the grumpy grandad of the guild. He wasn't that old but he was usually an ass to everybody. It got on most people's nerves at times. "Could you like do it... today maybe?" He asked sarcastically.