[ Ronan has to roll his eyes, behind his so-called gimp mask. Note, Kavinsky should read up on BDSM accessories because that is definitely not the kind of mask Ronan's wearing, but whatever, let's not give him any more ammo. ]

Damn, do you do all of your recruiting at private schools keg parties? That's a really pathetic display, Joseph. Are you wearing pukka shells, too?

[ Instead of saying hello back, Ronan lifts both hands, middle fingers high up, presenting them to his new audience. Sure, he's signing his death warrant here probably, but he's not going to go down without a fight. ]

What are you planning on doing with me? [ He asks Kavinsky, head slightly back, pressing against the gun. ] C'mon, I know you're dying to give me the supervillain speech.