"Have you never heard of a bit of elbow grease?" But he's being facetious - mostly. Shockingly, Nate is sometimes smarter than he looks. In this case, keeping the volume level down is probably a good thing. "Try the other side. The building neighboring that one might be close enough for you to jump across and catch a bloody window sill or something."

Because picking locks can't be all their forte's, apparently. Honestly, Nate. Lock pick set, lighter: it's not a long list.

Charlie scans over toward where Chloe is, searching momentarily through the tangle of brown on brown to locate-- Ah, there. "How're things coming together over there, darling?"