{{Okay, for Apollo and Makarov: if you want to reply to Mira's previous statements at all, go ahead and I'll edit this to include any response. But I wanna post, so yeah~}}

She watched as Blackmoore's filtered into the club, then sniffed. "Well let's go--" she started, though a stray bat caught her eye as it dropped into the club. Mira sighed and looked between her companions. "We're going in, fetching Theodora, then leaving," she said sternly. "We can't have her starting something. And don't let yourselves get distracted by the singing." She spared a pointed glance at a sobbing man as she walked up and into the club. As far as the family head was concerned, Tortuga was unofficially Blackmoore turf and not a place she enjoyed. Though, her face gave away nothing but boredom (and maybe annoyance at Theodora) as she walked in, eyes flickering about.