While Eric found the lever to be an interesting item, he had more important things to do.  He didn't want to draw hiw gun yet,just incase the bartender or the muscle man came out of the door, but he mae sure his hand was at the ready,should he need to grab it.  Eric decided he would take point and let Sonja keep her distance.  This way, should something happen to him, she would have some timeto react at least.<br/><br/>Walking slowly, Eric reached the mysterious door to the backroom.  Being a detective, their was always a bit of a rush when it came to going through a door on a case.  One never knew what was on the other side.  The vast majority of the time it was little, if not nothing, but Eric remembered one time where he almost had his head taken off by a shotgun blast when he had been trailing a man his employer had felt was stealing from him (Which indeed the man was).  Since then he always felt a slight thrill when it came to opening strange doors on the job.<br/><br/>After taking in a deep Breath, Eric slowly opened the door, peering through, part of him getting ready to draw his gun and duck for cover,while the other part of him was preparing and excuse should he bump into either of the asian men who had entered just a few minutes ago.   If he didn't see either of them though, he would begin to slowly explore this new area.