"You and the shower door?" Because don't think for a second that Jim won't make good on his implicit threat and slap the other end of those cuffs around the metal bar on one of the sliding glass doors. "And I have better things to do than babysit you in the shower." Like double-checking to make sure that all of his firearms are out of sight and locked away.

"Don't even think about kicking me again, either," Street warns, reaching down to hoist Brian to his feet. "Now can you walk, or do I need to carry you?"