Spy takes a drag of his cigarette, walking around Tyler to size him up.

"You know, I sink you would fit ento one of my suits nicely. 'ow are you at espionage?"

Spy isn't too keen about a stranger being in his clothes, but it's occurred to him that Tyler would be a good way to draw fire from the BLUs so he can do the real work.

"Ef not, we can always stick you en one of zee Pyro's spare suits," he shrugs.