Seb coughed and snorted, waving a paw in front of his muzzle in an attempt to ward off the noxious bouquet as he set 'DD' gently on the floor and drew his Bear, wanting to save some of that thermite for the fortress proper. Wrapping an arm around the handle near the doorframe, he leaned out and drew the hammer back, aiming for the passenger seat of the muscle car and squeezing off a shot, braced for the recoil with an iron grip.