The men in the room are torn between their continued 'desire' to dance and the searing sensory pain that the flash bang induces. Hands claw to either side in rhythm, punctuated by their screams. Deex opens up on the group and in moments they are all on the floor. The man tied up and gagged attempts his own muffled screams, obviously not certain what the intent of the new group is.
Despite the theater worthy contortion act he makes with his face, it's obvious that this is the man they are looking for, one 'Crockpot,' by name.