Viper snapped her eyes towards Tiger at his question. She didn't retort though. She pulled out the gun she had her hand wrapped around to check the cartage. She had a sneaking suspicion that it wasn't loaded. Surely enough, she was right. "B*stard," the snake woman cursed under her breath. She roughly shoved the gun back onto the holster then turned towards the ledge. "I'm going, see you later," she said to Tiger. Then she left. 
Trick just silently watched as Agent was taken. He crossed his arms before just spinning on his foot to leave the scene. He wasn't needed anymore.

It was almost ten at night and the Snake Bite was booming with life. People of different types were dancing, talking, eating, drinking, etc. Lacy was perched in her usual seat at the bar in a very short, very tight dress with a black mamba draped around her shoulders. She was conversing with one of her usual customers who was a young man that owned the local bakery in her area. Ace worked as a server and occasional pianoist at the club. He wore a nice vest with the white collared shirt and bowtie and a pair of nice slacks, thought he had his fancy, sleek and black prosthetics on instead of his usual green and red ones. The ginger boy was milling around with a serving tray with either full drinks or empty ones. Loud music radiated throughout the building that matched the bright, pulsing lights near the dance floor.