Pete touched a finger to his forehead in an ironic half-salute, the tension of doing nothing visible in the tightness of his eyes.<br/>"In that case, I'll be sure and order extra salt," he drawled, half shrugging.<br/>"Hey, the girl's supposed to be pretty, so if you save the day try get her number for me, ok?"<br/>He grinned his laconic grin again and then turned his attention back to the group of cultists, a small frown forming.<br/>"Meanwhile, I'm gonna go have a chat with those boys."<br/>He walked past Daniel without a sideways glance, striding across the road. After a moment's hesitation the three Guardians crossed a little further up, angled to intercept Pete. All three avoided Daniel's gaze.<br/>