Okay. [An attempt at a smirk. It quickly dissipates thanks to his teeth getting cold.]

Right - it is. [Hal looks up just to make sure. He nods, trying to keep his talking to a minimum. The man spots Snake's filled counter then turns and walks towards the exit, watching his white breath fill the air in front of him. Emmerich leaves the room, holding the door open for the other two, and sighs into the warmth of the hall.]

Much better.