Victor let in several more guests, and turned away a pair of teenagers who didn't even pretend to be old enough - they just tried to slip him a hundred. He briefly considered keeping the hundred - what were they going to do, complain to the police that he wouldn't break the law for them? - but steadfastly refused it, and gently<em>pushed</em>them out of the line.<br/><br/>Finishing up with them, he turned to the next few people, and saw Harry behind them. His clothing said potential trouble, but Viktor couldn't sense any intent from him. He waved the two young women ahead of Harry in, then turned to him. "ID, please."<br/><br/>He took and glanced at the ID as automatically as he had any other, and handed it back. "Good evening, Mr. Harris." He considered for a moment, then chose to take the short conversation. "Go on in, and... try to stay out of trouble, please."<br/><br/>It cost Viktor nothing to let the kid feel like he was more tough, more dangerous-looking, than he really was.