If they weren't so very close to the lounge - and thus the room behind it where they'd been kept - there was probably a greater chance that this wouldn't be taken as them escaping... Except for the single fact that it wasn't an external door that was being opened, but a random service entrance door.

Activating the magnetized holder on the gun, Cliffjumper temporarily stuck the gun to his thigh-plates and crossed his arms, optics going dim as he poked and prodded the lock.

::Right... Gonna know we're outta there right... 'bout...:: Cliffjumper frowned slightly, grimaced and then the door swished open.

:: Now.::

There was no alarm, none visible or audible to them but that meant nothing.

::I tried, couldn't stop the trigger.:: Cliffjumper said, voice taunt with annoyance as well as apology as he disconnected from the access panel and put the cable away.