From a distance, Vinnie watched the entire scene cool down. Those responsible for the murders fled before the police could arrive, making the observer wonder sadly if the stone-cold killers would ever be caught and brought to justice. The last of the civilians left the Golden Peking, and that familiar Angel Springs lethargy began to settle over this area of the town once more. Harangued by stress despite not being remotely involved in the course of events, Vinnie picked himself up and continued on his way. Coincidentally, the route back to work from his lunch break took him closer to the ill-fated restaurant, and he could not resist glancing in when passing by. When he did so, he spotted a few people -three, from the looks- still inside. [i]Why haven't they gone?[/i] The besuited man wondered. Perhaps one or more of them had sustained a grave injury in the proceedings and needed help. As much as Vinnie's intuition told him he would regret getting any closer to the scene of a crime and potentially complicating matters with victims or police, he felt obliged to offer his aid to anyone in need. In a way, he could use this opportunity to look like a hero—or at least a concerned citizen doing his part. Besides, he had a little time. Vinnie's eyes wandered to the dead bodies out on the road, but only for a moment. The grisly sight did not bear anything more than the most cursory examination. Instead, he sidled up to the door and gingerly opened it, peering in. Inside he spotted a man who could have been mistaken for a woman at a longer distance, dolled up in a flamboyant pink suit decidedly less classy than Vinnie's own blue one. An extremely ordinary, rather forgettable brown-haired woman stood nearby, and opposite her a more eye-catching lady who he guessed worked at the restaurant. A peaked cap, a tube top, cropped camo shorts, and what looked like argyle-patterned stockings made for an intriguing hodgepodge of an appearance. None of them seemed particularly hurt, but all the same, he thought about his words for a moment before speaking out. “Hello? Pardon me. I saw the whole thing from a little ways off, and I was worried that someone in here might need some assistance. Is there anything I can do to help?”