[Ah, he picks that up. Cobra doesn't turn or flinch or move around; barely more than a pause and glance to the side for him to register the disturbance made. As tempted as he is to pull out the Psychogun and get a precise location, he thinks it might more fun to see how much further he can lure his follower out of hiding. He is "innocently looking for the bathroom", after all.
DW stop being a butt
Cobra's hand goes for the doorknob
slowly
and
dramatically.]
Is it here?
[He turns the knob.]
...
[And jgiggles it a little.]
It's locked.