With a loud popping sound and lightning flash, Tex suddenly rematerialized in an alleyway. He wasn't too picky about his destination, with his only concern being the escape. However, he found that he was a few feet above the ground when he reentered the physical realm. Tex fell face first against the stones below him with a dull [i]thwack[/i]. His hat joined him shortly after as it gradually drifted to ground next to him. 

With a grunt he pried himself up out of the dust and glanced around. To his dismay, he wasn't the only occupant of the alley. Deeper in were a couple doing... something. Too poor to afford a room, or perhaps fans of unusual scenery, he figured. This was the extent of his consideration of the scene as he hastily scrambled to his feet, snatched his hat, and made his second escape of the hour.

As he emerged onto the street, he examined the front of this establishment random chance had dropped him at the side of. He tugged his hat back onto his head with both hands as a sigh escaped him, his gaze fixed on the sign before the building. "Giulias House of Leisure." A brothel. Lovely. He brushed the dirt off himself and shook his head. What a day.

As he spun about to head on his way, his keen hearing detected quite a commotion within, reinvigorating his attention. He shifted up against the wall as he began to eavesdrop.