<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div><br/><strong>"Can do."</strong>Alex nodded nodded he glanced around the stage.<strong>"Yea they are in one of the wooden crates.  I didn't know we were using them here.  I'll get them out and set up."</strong>He had thought the pub was a little on the small side for the fog machines but he was just a grunt.  So what they wanted they got so he would dig them out.<br/><br/>Alex cut his eyes to the dark haired woman, he hadn't had much run in with her but he knew of her.<strong> "Sure I can use the help."</strong>He got the meaning behind E.T.'s words.<br/><br/><strong>"Come on,"</strong>he waved over his shoulder as he hopped back down off the edge of the stage.<strong> "I got a couple boxes you can haul out while I unpack the smoke machines and set them up."</strong><br/><br/>Alex passed Ember on his way to the back and the other man on his way to to the stage.  He let his gaze roam over the dark haired man and bite back moan.  That long dark hair, those soulful eyes and he couldn't help wishing he could have one hour with him.<strong>"Looking fucking good." </strong>Alex said mostly under his breath.  He turned around walking backwards a couple of steps until he kicked the doorjamb and turned back to duck in to the storage room.<br/><br/><strong>"Grab those two square wooden crates over there marked EX cords."</strong>Alex said to Rachel as he shifted a couple bigger ones to get to the one holding the smoke machines.