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[b]Los Paraisos: La Macabaret[/b]

Dylan sighed at Don’s - scratch that, “Crimson Justice’s” - greeting of another old bro of his. Just how many of them were there? Apparently Don just bro-ed out with everyone, just his normal state of being. And here he was thinking he had been special this whole time. “I’m going to check on the girls,” he said with a huff before stalking over to the bathroom. 

“Hey, girls, anyone in there?” he asked before slowly nudging the door open. Peering inside, he only saw Selan and Trixie. “Thank Aislin!” he muttered as he entered the ladies room. “Why did you run off like that, Wonder Girl?” 

Then he saw the waterlogged uzi. Had that been in the toilet? Trixie looked distraught, and Selan was confused, staring at a piece of paper and Dylan just found himself not caring. “Listen, girls, I think we might have stumbled on a lead, so come on. Remember those...moving pictures we saw when first arrived here? They may have gotten some of last night’s show, and I don’t think Don’s gonna even think to ask of that so...” He gestured vaguely at them to exit. “Follow me.” 


Without even waiting for a response he turned and led them back to the Production room, bouncing the baby as he went.