Alice stared up at Andrew, her eyes wide as he spoke to her. She bit her bottom lip carefully, how could she explain that part of the research involved interaction with drunk supernaturals? She couldn't of course. Gabe could always stay in the vampire side of the club, but she didn't know how he'd fair with the woman, Alora, who seemed to be his woman of sorts. Which Alice felt was odd because he was a werewolf, and Alora seemed to be a vampire. She shugged that thought off though, there were more important things she had to tackle, like Gabe. She sighed, her slender shoulders, drooping slightly, though she held her head up high.<br/><br/>"If I won't apologize for him, or protect him," She added a bit louder so that Andrew would here. ", no one else will. Jealousy isn't a good thing. I'm not going to make excuses for him, his actions were terrible but he is who he is." She shrugged before erasing the frown from her face, replacing it with a bright smile that photographers dreamed of. "We don't need any bloodshed." She agreed and clapped her hands together. Like she said, Alice wasn't much of a drinker, but if it would help ease the tention she saw no reason not to go and have one.<br/><br/>"Do you think that they would mind if we went and had a drink with them?" She asked carefully whispering to Dax as she leaned towards the vampire. Though there was no doubt in her mind that the woman wanted her blood, maybe wanted her body as well, though that remained to be seen, part of Alice was sure, at this moment in time anyway, Dax wasn't going to let her do anything stupid. At least not without her.<br/><br/>Lucas, who had been inside, still heard the entire thing. After all when music wasn't thumping in the nightclub the walls became easy to hear through. He gritted his teeth, wanting to go and smack a little bit of common sense into the man. Better yet, an evil smile spread across his face, turn him into one of the things that he so dreaded. Hearing that Alora was bringing Andrew in to have a drink, the werewolf quickly pulled out a few bottles of liquor, the strong stuff, that pussy shit would be reserved for the humans, if they ordered a drink. Grabbing two glasses, dropping a few cubes of ice in them, Lucas poured them both up with whiskey. One for Alexis, one of Andrew. "Margarita's." He said to himself narrowing his eyes as he nodded. He'd make a few picters tonight."<br/><br/>He looked up hearing Millie, he couldn't help the smile that tugged at his lips. She was a flamboyant one for sure.