Huffing out some more at the stupid waitresses, seriously thinking about turning around, but I do need a job. Growling to myself and walking past the sluts, trying my best to not think about that pink mist and the explosion. This job better pay well or someone is getting kicked in the balls!<br/><br/>Walking past and down the stairs, keeping on full alert for any shenanigans. Going nice and slowly to see what sort of evil lurks within, not at all being a sacred cat! Mumbling to myself over how much of a bad idea this, especially with how shadey this place looks.