"Very well... I was hoping it wouldn't come to this, but I suppose I can always buy a new one, trust permitting of course." Arthur said as he eyed the dissasembled handgun. Reaching into the tux, he withdrew the six shooter, and removed the tux shortly after. A wave of senses came back to him, and he smiled as his strength returned.<br/><br/>"No sense in wasting these..." he said, unloading the gun. his face showed a minor bit of pain as he handled the bullets, but he said nothing of their composition for the moment. Setting them on the table nearby, he dropped the gun with dramatic flare, and jumped on it, smashing the thing to pieces.<br/><br/>"I'm afraid the bullets are 26% silver with liquid silver centers, so they aren't quite as easy for us to destroy. the good news is, we have the advantage in battles with other supernaturals. unfortunatly, we don't have any more guns. So, am I in?" He smiled even wider. Then he took a long sniff and said in Mack's direction. "So you're the Beta, am I correct?"