Quirking his brow suggestively at the retraints, he shakes his head... "you kinky little Essex girl, you..."  and dives for the officer, letting the can in his hands fall straight to the floor and flicking the cigarette at the armed man's face.  He tries to grapple the officer so that his own back is toward the wall, in case whoever's coming through that door is carrying a SA80 or the like, with the officer's arm braced in a submission hold and his pistol available for snatching.