Marvin looks at Harry, heartbeat is rushing, adrenalin is starting to flow through his system. Marvin accepts invitation, before Harry reconsiders. “Yes, thank you, a drink maybe, I have some news that you might be interested in.”<br/><br/>Marvin follows Harry into the hallway, and close the door behind them, and as soon as Marvin has a moment with Harry's back, he takes the gun in his hand and points it towards Harry, removing the safety to call upon his attention. “Be calm, Harry, and very still. Cross your wrists behind your back, and move slowly.” Marvin said with an as intimidating and formal voice as he could muster, he felt almost like a cop again.  “I will not harm you, for as long as you stay calm and follow my lead.”<br/><br/>Marvin took a zip tie from his pocket, handled Harry as a suspect, spreading his legs a bit, shifting his balance to give himself advantage in case of trouble. Then he Zipped his wrist tightly together, grabbed another zip tie, and locked Harry's hands against his belt to make sure he couldn't move his hands. Then he  pushed Harry down onto the floor, face down, not too harsh. “Got anything incriminating here that you would like me to find, or shall I wreck your place?”<br/><br/>Marvin would take the opportunity and search his place, to see if he could find anything that would ease his mind.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><em>Spending blood on Vigor for the scene<br/><br/>Brawl + Str : 1 success<br/>Intimidate + Pre : 2 successes</em></span>