Drake was also admiring the scenery while at the same time noting that the tables were mmaayybbee thick enough to take a bullet. 3 inches was preferred but he would take 2.5 and live. His scenses were worse off with the effects of the sunlight still wearing off. They would improve over time but it was like needing to cool off after overheating, it took time. Yet he did pick up that someone was on the way and shook his head. There was no escaping them with the direction they were headed towards their location.<br/><br/>He wasn’t expecting to run into any vampires here but that didn’t mean he coudn’t play the lost little club goer just in case they did. That or security. Drake moved to quickly strip his pants off, leaving him in a boxer brief mix that could easily pass for booty shorts in a slightly different setting, especially with the way he moved to hike them up. He also stripped off his jacket and shirt to reveal a tank underneath that made him seem pretty ready for a basic nightclub outing.<br/><br/>Whether it was intentional or not to have this hidden outfit wasn’t clear as he smeared just a hint of some sort of shoe polish or something near the eyes to complete the effect and change his stance to the most flamboyant femboy one could ask for. Before he stepped out to intercept whoever was going walking their way. It was in fact a security guard, hard to tell off the bat if he was a vampire or just someone charmed by them as Drake almost ran into him with a giggle. “Oh! I’m so sorry... I totally got lost in here.” He said playing the ditz as he gave Ryah a chance to escape to another room with his clothes and maybe investigate a little more while he distracted the man.<br/><br/>((Feel free to have someone else show up/be in another room as you previously planned))