Mick is sat back down, he flips his mask atop his head revealing his face once again so he can drink, he reaches for his little black case and points to each of his small party in turn he unclasps it One burly guard reaches for a vial of liquid cardamine the other what seems like a blister pack of pills and they take them as Mick takes out a vial for the young lady and pours it into her drink, she kisses him on the cheek and he pops a few pills and finishes his whiskey to watch the continuing harrassment of the bound Naval Officer laughing and talking with his companions