Wade had already walked into the next room when Slade spoke, leaning back he poked his head around the doorframe.<br/>"Whatever you say Captain!" Laughing he disappeared again. He wasn't too sure of the layout of the house but if he was going to be staying here he may as well get acquainted with it. He assumed Slade was calling the taxi so he continued his exploration.<br/><br/>Whistling he called to Slade, "You know, for a master assassin-y guy I would have thought this place would have been a lot cleaner what with being out all the time on hits. Ooo, what's this?" His foot had nudged something under an overturned stack of papers. The object in question turned out to be a small revolver. Wade brought it back to where the likely owner of said gun was.<br/>"Look what I found just laying around!" He swung the gun around his finger, not bothering to check if it were loaded or not. "Now what if there was an innocent person walking through here and they kicked this thing." Wade held the gun in a shooting position, one arm outstretched. "And it were to go off like this--" He lapsed into silence as the gun rang out, blasting a hole in the drywall of the wall behind Slade.<br/>"What the f*** man! Keeping a loaded gun just laying around here! Someone could have gotten shot!" Wade tossed the revolver to the man.