He stormed back into the back, cursing under his breath, though he recognized when a criminal was 'supposed' to get away. If there WAS a person with power over Fate, he was going to find a way to beat their face in. "Firebomb. Lets get back before the food cools."<br/><br/>He inspected the hat as they left, and while it was slightly charred, it wasn't badly damaged enough to have to be replaced. He sat in the passenger seat, and then reached back to turn off the heater in the back seat, before it damaged the seats by over heating.