Re: Colorado Springs, Colorado. United States.
Sean nodded. "Yeah, I am...And this makes things simple. The cause of the wackiness needs to be dealt with...and so does the bomb you had been wearing. Seems a simple enough plan...Just everyone, be careful, and don't touch the chair."
With that, Sean stepped back out to his bike, grabbed a log chain from his bags, and made a lasso out of it. Using that, he carefully chained it, and pulled the loose end out. He then pulled out a plastic runner, laying it out to help protect the carpet and flooring. He also stopped by the priest, and apologized. "I'm sorry for the mess...Extremely bad form, I know, but we weren't given much choice. I also need to apologized, but your grandfather's chair also needs to be removed. I'll make some calls, and I'll pay for all of the repairs and cleanup myself."