Louis had been digging around the clothes for a while before deciding on what he wished to wear. He had managed to produce a nice pair of jeans that were designed to look worn, a t-shirt with a the smallest imposing logo, brand new shoes that felt like heaven on his aching feet, and a lightweight hooded jacket. He was just putting on the finishing touches to his new outfit when his mates pointed out a beat-up whip. Louis thought nothing of it until he heard the concern in Isaac's voice.

	"A smoke bomb? I could just detonate the car, if necessary..." He trailed off as the trio watched the car closely, waiting for the tiniest of reasons to defend themselves. "... Here's the plan. If they're after me, the two of you are my hostages, clear? No sense in us all getting sent to prison."