He took in Mori's newest order and went straight back to Carlson, observing the surroundings as he went. The pack sure did a number on the bar every time they got here, he felt really bad for the staff. "Carlson, Mori just told me she thinks there's a hunter here in the bar. She wants everyone to stay." He paused for a moment, considering his most previous order from an alpha. "Should I still be bringing Anton home?" He asked with uncertainty. Sometimes having two alphas was helpful but other times, like now, it was a little confusing.

Looking sideways as Anton stuffing her face with table popcorn, Kalib certainly hoped that no trouble would come about because he was sure that Anton wasn't going to be any help if, say, a fight happened. He also hoped that Fay was sober enough to help if the hunter caused problems for them. Their pack was strong but if half the wolves were drunk then. . . It'll suck for them, big time. As he waited for a response, he kept an eye on Anton in case he really had to bring her home.