[Dave five who has been just sitting at the back like some grizzled patriarch studies the kid that appeared in their midst with a raised eyebrow. He leans into view and pitches a pair of chips into the pile.]

What's with the flashing there. That looks a bit like time travel.

[His lips twitch. Hard to say if he wants to smile or frown. He's the mysterious elder of the group.]

You should leave that stuff to the professionals.