I glance around the room, noting the hostages and if any of them where moving. Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone move past me and immediatly tense up, ready to beat up the annoying person

I turn on my heels, about to punch the sucker when I recognise it's {{user}}. I blush in embrassment under my mask,

"Ah... b-boss... sorry. I didn't... I thought you where someone else."