Sam shot a glance at Alistair after they placed the chunk of cement in front of the door.
"I can certainly try," he replied after licking his lips nervously, "but remember that I'm not exactly Mr. Universe over here."
He shot a grin at Tal. "At least I've got your help. 'One wimpy post-grad' sounds a lot more threatening with 'and an Israeli valkyrie' after it."
With that, Sam got ready to brace the door to give Alistair a clear shot.
Just let me know when to roll and you've got it. Also, I realize that Cayce won't respond, but it seemed silly to ignore Tal.