Minato was enjoying the sight of the coming fight in that bloodied cage when he started looking around, bored of waiting for the fight to start. He saw a man, that suddenly started motioning towards some table. What the fuck? Who was this guy? He motioned back to the guy that he should buzz off, but he was already gone by that time. Minato followed the motion he gave him, and noticed Knox sitting at a table. With a lady. Yeahh, go Knox! Wait, his beer. “Damnit Knox, get me my beer first and THEN flirt with sluts.” he mumbled to himself. 

He pushed himself off of the railing and walked over towards the table, keeping an eye out for Wolf eyes piercing his back as he walked, because despite his calm appearance he noticed something was off here. The mood had tensed up a tiny bit, enough for Minato to want to get back down to the cage-level of the place. Minato approached the table and put his hand on Knox' shoulder, squeezing it a little bit. “Baka, where is my beer?” he said to Knox, smiling and tilting his head. He turned his head to Angel and stopped smiling suddenly, his face turning serious all of a sudden. “Uhh, lady, I have a question for you. Utmost importance going on here. Wolves hunt in packs don't they.” While he said that his eyes turned over to the large group of supposed Wolves in the background. He noticed a few of them were watching the slut. 

His head turned to Cotton, his face curled into an expression that said ''what the fuck?'' Who was this fucker and why was he trying to get Knox and Minato into shit with Slutty Wolf? Wait, wait. Maybe Knox was stupid enough to go talk to a Wolf. He shouldn't blame this guy ahead of time for something he hadn't done, as Knox didn't seem to be a smart guy. Where the fuck was his beer anyway? He'd scan the area for his Jukusen beers, trying to find them. “Knox! My beer please?” He raised his voice as the music was starting to get annoying now, and he had to try and get over it to be somewhat audible. An added advantage to this place - you learned to lip read in a few days. He looked over at Angel again, making sure to try and look a bit more badass by sticking out his chest a bit and lightly flexing his arms, but alas, he was very average in build and it didn't look that impressive. Maybe the posture would look more impressive, but if you have to [i]try[/i] to look badass it mostly fails anyway. “Maybe you should go have a drink with this other guy,” he said as he gestured at Cotton, “and leave me and my friend here to drink.” He slapped Knox' shoulder two times. “I prefer to drink alone.” He smiled at her and tilted his head.