Irina marched into the club with the confidence of someone who was ready to meet any threat.  Her eyes scanned the crowd for Mr. Johnson, Wicked Mary, and anyone that looked like a threat.  When they landed on Shelly, she shifted her course to go stand next to the woman.<br/><br/><strong>"Well?"</strong>Irina asked as she stood next the woman.<strong> "Where is the delinquent?  Shouldn't you be watching her to make sure she doesn't burn herself out or get an STD or something?"</strong>Even as she spoke her eyes continued to scan the room.  She was on guard duty now, and although she did appreciate the attractive forms on display, and would have liked a drink, she couldn't let any of that distract her.<br/>