That smile was returned, Gary already wanted to make sure both of them were safe and happy. So, the idea was no different from normal. Sheila and Malcolm were his family now after all.

"Totally get it, some nights it's just nice." The burly henchmen manage to not offer his hoodie again, but starts to head towards the kitchen, so he could go take that trash out before Malcolm comes looking for them. "Oh, I so get it, but I also don't mind, and he knows that. I like helping out."

Once a minion, always a minion. It's why he never cut it on his own.