[ He rubs his face, trying to figure out where he went wrong. He was asked if he could come in for the weekend and help cater a birthday party. He could be making cupcakes right now, but Lance had a good point. They needed to find a good place to form a base of operations. He figured they would just meet in someone's apartment but an office building sounded a lot better.

So he listened to Lance and finally traveled to meet him.]

I told you we should have taken the stairs. Exercise is good for you. [He grumbles, before walking over to the control panel. It's a shame he wasn't Pidge. He could have probably figured out how to rewire the thing.

Or Hunk.] So we can sit here and just wait for help...or do what we did in the castle.