Kyle nodded at Lacey, a momentary grin touching his lips.  Maybe she'd do okay at the Alpha thing, after all.<br/><br/><strong><em>"You got it, bosslady.  I'll give you five minutes and follow you in."</em></strong><br/><br/>He leaned against the car, and pulled a piece of gum out of his pocket, popped it into his mouth, and proceeded to wait.  His eyes scanned the immediate area, keeping one eye on the girls as they headed towards the entrance.  This being Vegas, the crowds around casinos were always pretty thick.  Kyle judged it pretty good odds that nobody'd've noticed that they'd all arrived together.  And frankly if someone was good enough to pick four random people out of a crowd and remember them later, then it wasn't really likely Kyle had the chops to fool them anyway.<br/><br/>He didn't have his guns, or his knives on him.  He'd known he was coming to a casino after meeting the pack, and he didn't really fancy trying to sneak them in.  It was probably doable, but rough unless they did it via the Umbra, and even then, it'd've only been the knives.  If it boiled down to it, he could probably get ahold of something useable.  There wasn't likely to be fighting on the casino floor anyway.  Good thing, Kyle didn't really like risking the civvies.  He didn't know if the others would care or not--a lot of Garou didn't, as it had turned out--but Kyle damn sure did.  What was the point of saving the world if you just kill everybody on it?<br/><br/>Well, okay, spirits and all that, sure.  But Kyle didn't really know much about that.  People, though, people he knew plenty about.  And he liked most of 'em, even if there were a lot of bad apples.