He startled, head turning to acknowledge the man who had come up beside him. He slowed his pace to something a little less obviously rushing and let his expression twitch into a smile. "Yeah, something like that," he allowed. "Doubt they'd close before After Hours, all said."

Stieber hadn't given Owen a specific time to meet him at the depot, simply 'later tonight', so he figured allowing himself a chat wasn't going to hurt anything. It would distract him just as much as a smoke would... maybe. Hopefully.