Once they were far enough away that they could slow down, Dave doubled over, leaning his hands onto his thighs and letting out a half-breathless laugh. "Man, I wish we could have seen their faces." He straightened and smirked, looking over at John. "C'mon, let's keep going. We gotta find someplace to get rid of the rest of these fuckers where we won't get ratted out by a tapestry or something."