The two thugs reacted with the instinct of years of hardening on the streets. Hands flashed towards guns as Johan reached for his gun. Then they stopped as his command washed over them. Their hands fell as slack as their jaws had suddenly become, all tension drained from them. They went back to their posts by the front desk. The manager also suddenly wasn't interested in the group.<br/><br/>Anou looked at Johan in surprise, then gave him a beaming thumbs-up.