Kevin took the twenties and dug out their change from the pocket of jeans that fit his lean, muscular body tighter than usual.  He considered asking about a tip but decided against it.  There was a weird vibe in the room that seemed to be leading to some interesting possibilities.<br/><br/>"Well, beats diamonds and dogs, I guess 'cause you can eat it and it won't hump your leg," he told the taller blond hom he dubbed 'Bite Girl.'  "So what's worse, your bark or your bite?"<br/><br/>"And yeah, we had some folks to eat 'em, or least try," he answered 'Flame Girl.'  "Figure some of them are like me.  I'll willing to try anything at least once."