Kyle stopped as he leaned on his cane and looked over the glowing signs. The typical mix of the usual stereotypes.<br/><br/>Tattooed lady, wolf-boy, and so on. He wondered if he shouldn't just head back tot he main drag and wander around some more. Then his leg twinged and he groaned as he leaned against a pole as he looked for a spot to sit down and relax. Take a moment to massage the pain away. He growled in frustration as he caught himself fishing in his pocket for the pain pills.<br/><br/>Maybe he could find a show to sit in on and see while the pain went down, he thought as he looked around for a show that might be starting.