"Yeah, I think so," Miles says, and he hasn't walked much closer to it yet. It's not that he thinks it's going to disappear or something, but... well, he's kind of afraid it's going to disappear. Or that someone broke in.

Maybe it's not his suit and shooters at all. Maybe it's a bomb or something. He doesn't know who'd leave a bomb on their coffee table, though.

"You didn't do this, did you?"