Paul puffs up his cheeks with air, holds it a few seconds, then gives Wyatt a nod.

"Yeah. Yeah, I know."

He looks back to the wall, then back to Wyatt, then gives the taller man a mock punch to the shoulder. "C'mon. Let's blow this popsicle stand. The artwork, while terrible, is giving me ideas."

Wyatt wants to go the distraction route? Paul can swing that.