"You and me both," Dylan mutters, shaking his head. He looks away, when Josie gestures to the house, following along even if he doesn't need to, at this point. He rakes his tongue over his teeth, as he turns his attentions back towards Marcel a beat later. "If you need help keeping it off of you ... "

Or if Josie needs help, persuading or robbing Damien -- well, he's here, and he's not sure what his part in this should be, really. He'd welcome any and all direction.