Charles blinked, "Uh... yeah totally didn't... eh heh." Charles pardoned himself to step aside and made a PCD call, "Hey Sheri, hey doll sorry for running out on you this morning. You uh... you might uh wanna lock the doors." He told her as he scratched the back of his head as he rolled his eyes and narrowed them at the chained up man. When she started talking sense to Charles he nodded before hanging up,<br/>"Well turns out Sheri isn't such a bad dame after all. She really is happy that James is outta her life. And... wow is she a woman." He said putting a hand over his chest just reminicing the fact. "AH FUCK her kid, Sheldon or some shit, what about him! What were you gonna do to him?" Charles said as he pointed to the man while his face was in the bucket.<br/><br/>Popping a round into the water bucket he yelped and the prisoner cried as it drained out before he could drink it. The slime left his mouth despratly trying to hydrate itself and Charles stabbed the thing with the poker, but it wasn't hot enough to do anything. "Bastard." Charles said before beating the prisoner over the head with it.<br/>"What were you gonna do to her kid?"<br/>"Make him disappear, drug overdose he's- he's somewhere with the Madam." He answered begging for more water.