Knox looked over at the fight as well. At this point the fight was now well over. The smaller, beefier guy had won by a landslide it appeared, and he was definitely milking the excitement from the crowd. Knox was too distracted by the pretty lady at his side to notice, or even care, about the rest of the commotion going on around the bar then. He just figured that was the kind of shit that happened in fight clubs like this all the time.

"The name Knox," he replied when Millie had asked about his name. "Like Knoxville..." His voice trailed off when he noticed she had lightly placed her hand on his flexed bicep. He stared at it for second before he looked up to her eyes.

"Am I...getting any signals from you right now?" he asked. Most would've thought he was just joking around by asking such a stupid question, but his expression was completely serious.
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About a thousand events seemed to unfold within a matter of seconds. At least, that's what it felt like for Angel. Right when Golden Boy had turned his head to what she presumed was order a drink, all hell broke loose. Someone came crashing through their table, sending drinks, ashes, and glasses all into the air. Before she had time to even process what was going on around her, some security goons starting barking at each other and were coming for them direction.

Thankfully, Victor, in his drunken and more energetic state, was ready for a fight, and he did a pretty good job at stopping them. Angel was about to turn to Cotton to say something, but he beat her to it.

[i]"I think we'll have to to delay our little drinking date, gorgeous,"[/i] he said. [i]"Your friend is getting himself into quite a bit of trouble. Catch you later."[/i] With that simple farewell, he slinked off into the crowed silently. Angel turned back to Victor, but didn't bother to stop him. She actually was grateful that he had reacted so rashly. Now she didn't have to worry about any security guards coming after her. He got into trouble, but he knew how to get himself out of it unnoticed, usually.

The beat boomed and strobe lights lights flared from left to right. Just standing where she was, just watching everything, was oddly entrancing. Angel found it easy to just lose herself in the loud music. She shook her head and finally came to. Unlike Cotton, she wasn't on any kind of mission tonight, so she wasn't feeling stressed to get anything done. She actually just felt like dancing, but a gut feeling told her she should at least try to regroup with some of her Wolves. Maybe she could find Millie.

She turned toward the bar, where she had last seen her, and caught sight of her with a boy. Wait, she knew who that was! It was Knox, that little stoner boy she had talked to earlier. Millie must've been going in for round two. Angel smiled devilishly and stalked up toward them, giving a wink in Millie's direction.

"Are you flirting with that cutie too?" Angel called out to her.