Kaleb had been over to the 'Doll House' expecting to find Ali.  When he got there though and didn't see her come out for a dance in some time he decided to ask around.  She was one of his favorites, not that the other girls weren't attractive or anything but there was just something special about her he always liked.  Maybe it was the fact she seemed to always have fun on stage, she didn't treat it so much as a job as it was a hobby.<br/><br/>It took a little asking around and some convincing to get anyone to admit that she had left for some new place.  A bit more prying and a couple more dead presidents and he had a club name.<br/><br/>No sooner had he reached for the door to said club and went to pull it open it came swinging open quickly and a short curvy girl crashed into his larger six-two frame.  He wasn't huge in the muscular body build way but he was not a stick figure that some six year old would draw for art class either.  "Hey, hey, you alright?"  He asked before he could see who even had run into him.<br/><br/>When he glanced down to look at her, his arm around her waist steadying her, he realized that it was just the girl he came looking for.  With a cocked grin and mischievous look on his face that was framed perfectly by his curly long dirty blond hair.  "You know you're a hard girl to find.  Expensive too."