It seemed like everyone these days had a simile for how they described life. A road, a journey, a box of chocolates, what have you. Oliver wasn't really the type to come up with one. But if he had to, it would without a doubt be a game of Charades. Even the most simplest of 'pass the salt' became a complex effort which would always get misinterpreted usually by Collin who Oliver felt rather enjoyed purposely twisting his translated actions into words. Oliver had tried everything short of investing in a robotic dog to speak for him. For a brief time, Oliver used a stack of sticky notes to communicate, taking them wherever he went and handing his words out like candy. Ironically enough, Oliver found that he had quite a lot to say most of the time and it didn't talk long for the hallways of their headquarters to be littered in a sea of various colored sticky notes. More recently, Oliver found that the best way to attract attention was to putz about like a fool for a while simply to get heads turning before even bothering to translate something. Sure it wasn't the most dignifying, but it worked!

His flailing ceased when Simon and Collin started to work their ways over, his face still held a slight strain of concern about it and Collins short temper with him at times wasn't helping. He swore that sometimes he just wanted to flip him upside the head and dunk his nose into the dirt... er... snow and force him to work the conundrum out on his own. Like showing a puppy not to piss the floor. But Oliver had better control than that and thankfully, Simon managed to pick up at least a small part of Olivers' intentions and proceeded to explain himself further. He reached out and tapped each of them on the chest and held up the number 2 on his fingers, switched over to point to Orren in the Ambulance and increased the number to 3. Then to himself and bumped the number up to 4. All this to essentially show he was talking about the group. Then he glanced back to the paths in the snow, held up two fingers, then turned invisible briefly to signify their disappearance. Surely even a monkey could understand all that! How could they not?