There it was. Ladies and gentlemen, Lugnut had left the building. Thank you and good night.

Depth Charge sat back and moved his hands behind his head, staring up ahead of him. The feeling wasn't so much one of disappointment as one of slow, thudding futility. Looked like gears really did only turn one way. "Figured as much." He glanced sideways at the 'con, face unreadable. "... you know, you don't owe me anything."