Fred sighs, done with the woman. "Fuck off, you hear? Go to a farm or something, get clean. If you don't, well you saw what happens when people try and cross me. The world's not as big as some people think." With that he would wave his gun to show her she best leave now. Putting his weapons away he would go to the corpses and see if the stealth-boys they had were still functional, and take them if they were. Regardless, he would go to the Shark club, a grin on his face.

When he finally got there, he would stand outside, and look for just how serious the checks were, pretending to casually take a smoke outside of it not interested in it when he in fact was. He was not the best at staying incognito, so he kept and eye out for people paying attention to him.