Francis' brow rose slightly as the bear came busting out of the door he had just knocked on. "This really is a mad house." He said with a slight shake of his head as he noticed the girl passed out on the floor. It didn't take long for him to notice the darts in the girls leg. He took a step forward, but remained wary of the bear. He was able to retrieve one of the darts without the bear biting him and he began inspecting it. "Hmmm.. sleep darts." He said looking the dart over. He ran his thumb up it's length. "African grade, my guess southern." He shook his head and flicked the dart to the side with a look of disgust on his face. "Cheap knock offs. I beat O'Dare was the pusher on these." He said to himself before looking back at the girl. "Might as well.." He said before removing the second dart.