[How's he supposed to relax when she keeps touching him like that, that's what Barry would like to know. Not helpful. But he tries, he takes a breath and shifts away enough to give the room a scan.]

...yeah. I think so. Just came in.

[And just like that, he's all business, face stony as he watches the man swagger in, his jacket almost hiding the equipment underneath it.]

You see him? White dinner jacket thing. Kinda lumpy. Looks way too happy to be here.