Tony stood there, looking at the girls in front of him who were pleading to go clubbing. Man, what kind of predicament did he get himself into? Well, this little white lie was starting to become a little bigger. Sighing, he said, "Alright, I guess I can go with you guys..." he told them. Clubs were not usually a thing for Tony, but he enjoyed watching people dance. Even though he himself was a very smooth dancer, he prefered to keep that talent hidden away. Sure, he could sing, and that he was fine with, but dancing was what he did alone. If he were put in a predicament though, maybe his mind would change on that. "I'm not normally a club person though, but I'm doing this for Roslyn.." he told them, as he went towards the door, opening it to wait for the girls to leave first. Then, he followed after them, closing and locking the door.<br/><br/>"How about we walk today? My motorcycle isn't in the best condition right now..." he told them. His motorcycle that had gotten a lot of damage from what happened to him when he first encountered the Glaciers. His bike had to be repaired at some point, Xavier was suppose to fix it. Wonder when that will ever be. So, Tony walked along side Roslyn, entwining his hand with hers. The height difference was about 3 to 4 inches at most. Hopefully everything would be fine and nobody would cause them trouble. Because Tony was the only guy of this group, and he really didn't want to be caught up in anything.