He frowned as he listened to Ptricia's description of the gig. "A vore themed party night?" He gulped nervously. "That doesn't sound good. As long as you don't let us get eaten, we're good though. A rough crowd, on a vore theme night. I think I know some one who'd fit in rather well there. I suspect he'll be there...he's a good friend though so no security scaresp" He stuck hus head out of Ptricia's pocket as they arrived, and scurried away behind a car, coming out a second later, back in his white wolf form. He looked around the yard, wrinkling his nose at the strong smell. "Sup, Gladius. Is Reizu's bus here?"