He sips too, opening himself up once more to take in the view of the club, rocking away into the night. "Oldies but goodies, yes. Old enough to appreciate a place like this and play by the rules..."

One glare in his direction sends his imminent 'but' on the proper track. "But young enough to think my inviting a Slayer is a problem. But never fear. If they do anything other than glare at you they're out, and with a bang they'll never forget."