"Well, yeah, we're the biggest freakin' lab in the ctiy, there's definitely security guards," Newt snaps, gesturing wildly at the elevator buttons. "If this thing would just work we could actually, y'know, call out to one of them."

He snatches the mint anyway, scowling at Coop before tearing open the candy and popping it into his mouth. Taking a breath, Newt squeezes his eyes shut, just to look for a moment of zen so he doesn't end up doing anything he might regret. Like resorting to cannibalism or some shit. He and Kate had come across a close call at that timeshare presentation but now that they're in this position, Newt thinks he has some serious things that might need consideration if they can't get out of this quick. Because he's starving and a mint isn't going to last him very long.

"Can you get reception?" he asks, pulling his own phone out and tapping at it. "No service on mine. Fucking awesome, dude."