Catching Fay's command as she, too, left out the door, Kalib felt only a smidge better knowing another omega was here in case he messed up. He pulled out his phone and dialed emergency services, telling them the situation, and getting back to what he was doing. [i]"If that guy really does need help, at least someone's coming."[/i] He thought, a little less dismal this time. Shoving the negative thoughts from his head, he bucked up and resolved to focus on his job. Turning in his seat, he looked about the scene with alertness. If anything else were to go wrong, he'd make sure he'd catch it (and that he didn't do it himself).

It seemed that the usual suspects were at the bar that night. The alphas, a few betas, a bunch of townsfolk looking to have a good night. Even though he was at the bar, he wasn't expecting to get too drunk that night. It wouldn't be new if a few hunters would try to scope out targets a few days before the full moon and Kalib wasn't going to let anyone hurt their pack. Not on his watch.