After taking the hair J looked quite content, finally he could prove himself. Then, at the word Pinkskin he tensed, J took a breath and stood up, gave Pipebomb a slap to the back of the head, the intent of "Shut up, you're wasting time" was nonverbal. He headed towards the door, only stopping briefly to turn and tap the sealed bag with the hair, showing confidence for the first time that night. "You coming or what?" He hoped he'd done his Dad proud with that slap.