James tapped his foot and glanced at his watch again and gave an exasperated sigh, "Hurry up Kat, this whole thing was your idea to begin with an now you're barricading yourself in the bathroom."

Kat rolled her eyes into the bathroom mirror at James' griping, "Coming boss..." She finished putting on her lip gloss and exited the room after giving herself one last once over. Her died brown and blonde wavy hair was left down and messy, sunglasses pushed back her bangs to show off steel grey eyes like James'. Her skin was slightly tanned, tawny and her nails were painted a light shade of blue. Her outfit consisted of a pair of faded grey blue jeans, a black studded belt, a tight black tanktop, and a denim jacket. She felt it was good enough and when she finally did come out James sighed.

"Thank god..." Her brother was wearing his own pair of dark blue jeans with a brown leather belt, his brown hair had been done via the running the hand through it technique... She envied him that. His tan was darker than hers, closer to bronze, probably due to the fact he spent a lot of time outside whereas Kat was more of a night owl... James was 6'4" and she was 5'4" leaving them a full foot apart. James' shirt was a simple grey tank with a black leather jacket that he wore with a pair of steel toed work boots... mostly because if he wanted to fight he wanted to break bones if he decided to take it out on someone's knees.

"You know, getting to know the pack isn't a bad thing... We did come to them for protection you know."

He half snarled, "Do I look like I need protection?"

She rolled her eyes, "Let's just go..."

~*~

Once at the bar Kat took a seat and ordered a vodka and orange juice and James scoped the place out for pretty girls he'd probably end up dragging home later. She sighed shaking her head, well... at least he'd found some way to cope with his issues... If you could call womanizing coping.

James took a seat at the other end of the bar, feeling the need to prove to Katherine that he didn't need her babysitting him, and ordered a rum and coke... Start the night off light and smash yourself later, that was the best way to do it... at least in his opinion.