Ptricia immediately started packing up her drum kit. "Aw man, and I was enjoying myself too!"<br/><br/>To Chris's question she replied. "Yes, but eating a police officer or two is not going to look good on my security consultant's certification, so I'd rather we handled this quietly."<br/><br/>She looked around at the other two, and seemed to come to a decision. She looked over to the dragon owner of the club. "I hate to ask a favour, but could you store my drum kit for me? I won't be able to take it with me, not and take care of these two as well. It was very nice to meet you, and I hope we can finish our set here some other time."<br/><br/>She jumped in front of Reizu before he reached the door. "Hold it buddy, if the police are after that bus, you don't really want to use it. Fortunately, I can provide alternative transport. We can go to my place for tonight, and then you go down to the impound lot and sort this mess out in the morning." She growled. "Better ring up the Magical Bakery and change the delivery address."<br/><br/>She noticed the change in his collar. "And while we're there, I can get a proper start on figuring out how to do over that cursed collar good and proper."