Stopping on the walkway leading up to the porch, Kyle is perfectly happy to allow the police to knock on the door, but actually expects one of the Ralighs to be watching , waiting for their arrival and the door to be opened from the inside before the officers reach it. He turns his head to look at Giselle replying, “That smell is the after affect of one of our weapons being discharged.” He sniffs the air before continuing, “It was either a couple of shots from a handgun, like the officers are carrying, or it was a single shot from something larger. Knowing the people around here, my guess is that it was single shot from a shotgun. We should have heard it though. I suppose it may have been fired while we were preoccupied with our ‘dance.’”<br/><br/>With smile broadening to the point of putting a sparkle in his eyes, Kyle takes in Giselle’s appearance. Her windswept hair and slight flush to her checks making for a very nice view. With more than just hint of amusement in his voice he says, “I take it you enjoyed the ride. Maybe even more than I enjoyed having you pressed against me. I’m sure you see why I love my Harley. Cars will get where you need to go and protect you the elements. While the bike doesn’t provide any protection, it’s a heluva lot more fun.”