Keenst sighed lightly, " A locked door, usually means unwelcome, I hate having more people to watch over." He said as he pulled the blade up and the shadows let her go. He was rather annoyed that people still kept coming in the damn bar. "What's the news." He scoffed and sat back down.<br/><br/>"and he couldn't get me to do anything he wanted, short of begging me, so try again. Especially not after fixing our little problem you just missed."