[Owen will do just that, sitting into the front passenger seat.]

It does what? That seems horribly counter-productive...

[He frowns, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tries to recall how to cast a silencing charm. It's a lot like a protective field, except there needs to be something in it to prevent the transmission of any energy... He mumbles the words, although he has no way of testing it from inside the barrier.]

...I think we're good.

[He hopes.]