Having a bad feeling, Carlson looked out the window, seeing Garret with his expert eyes. As Alpha you /had/ to be able to spot trouble, even when no one else could. Carlson always had his senses turned up to an 11, and he knew it was a windy night. It was suspicious to say the least. Talking with the tavern owner, he had the shutters to the old-timey bar closed, so that the only entrance or view of the tavern was through the small and thick window of the entrance door. Carlson then went up to all the Omegas - including Andrew, and warned them 

"There's a suspicious character on the roof across the street. Spread that word that we're using the back way tonight. Remind everyone, and be safe" He instructed, garnering a nod from most of the other Omegas, who immediately did as they were told. Carlson wasn't expecting a nod from Andrew - as he knew that Andrew was among the few that did not fully respect his authority. But he knew that Andrew was not a stupid guy, and that he wanted what was best for the pack as much as Carlson did. It was the only thing they agreed on. 

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Nanix unfortunately realized that he conversation was over, and got to serving other patrons. When she saw that the shutters were being closed, she asked her boss why, and he said something along the lines of "I don't want any of these hooligans to break the glass again" or something. A little rude, perhaps, but she understood. She readjusted her shirt- which was riding up on her hip a little - and got back to work with the other barrista, mixing drinks and taking tips. She was making good money tonight.