Drake would have offered to deal with the door but it looked like Ryah had got it down mostly. The thought of leaving things as they were had crossed his mind but never enough to take action on it. "I didn't belong before and I doubt it's going to magically happen now." He added with a bit of a smirk but it came off looking more like a sad smile. "If Phin is as bad as you say he is it's only a matter of time before he becomes my problem too. Vampires don't really like strays in their territory." And if the other wasn't as bad... well... they would see he supposed. There was a tentative trust between them despite the strange sexual mixed tension that came up between them here and there. It had long been passed too late it had been too late when he was born.<br/><br/>"Let's get this door open. If anything happens just play along..." he suspected they might run into someone he would need to explain themselves but Drake had no hesitation about lying and impersonating people. Sure he was much weaker during the day but he wasn't helpless either. It wasn't like Drake was looking to die or looking for a fight he just had learned the hard way that sometimes you had to confront your problems before they reached you. That and in his heart of hearts he still associated with being more human than he did vampire and he wanted to help the guy that seemed honestly broken up about his sister. He certainly wished someone had one day experienced that level of feelings about him but so far that hadn't been in cards.<br/><br/>It was still dark in the club overall and Drake got that prickling feeling like a vampire spidey sense that something was off but he could never be sure what that was. First things first was to find all the exits and figure out where they would stash things with needed, that and note all the cameras around.<br/><br/>((I'm going to assume they went in the side door near the bar and thanks for the layout!))