[ William looks completely unfazed by Grell socking the guy, and waits until he regains enough composure to finish his scolding. ]

Whatever the case, perhaps now you'll have the sense to keep your trousers up around her.

[ With a brief adjustment to his glasses, William takes a firm hold of Grell's shoulder, spinning her around in the direction of Dispatch and giving her a heavy shove to get her moving. ]

Get moving. I am not having this absurd ordeal causing me overtime.

[ The rest of the mess is ignored while he follows behind her. ]