Yam pulled into one of the parking spaces at her dad's warehouse. Bugger driving around the pier trying to find one, the place was packed. It was a bit of a walk to the pier from here but it was so much easier it wasn't worth worrying about it. Besides, a bit of a walk wouldn't kill her.<br/><br/>She locked up Penelope and headed out of the warehouse grounds and up the street, pulling her phone she sent a message to the number that had called her before.<br/><br/>'Where are you?'<br/><br/>Which was simple enough. She rounded the corner and started heading down the incline towards the actual piers and could see the crowd, there seemed to be some sort of commotion in progress, but then that was often the case. As long as there was no harm, loss or fraud Rock City was a little too permissive at times. The police were tough on actual crime, yet they were usually determined that in order for there to have -been- a crime there had to be a victim, some kind of harm. No victim they would usually tell those involved to sort it out civilly.<br/><br/>Still it did look like there was some kind of party going on down there. Maybe today wouldn't be so bad after all?