Lucy instructed the twins to keep an eye on Zelda, while exiting her apartments to the balcony above her club. There she could see a quartet of girls very much out of place in the gloomy club. Her patrons were by no means welcoming to the girls, but they made their way through the establishment all the same, obviously searching for something.
"May I help you girls?" Lucy called down to them.
"Yeah, we're looking for the friend you kidnapped, you bitch," accused the one with straight hair so light it looked more white than blonde.
"Shut up, Burnice," Lucy heard another one whisper, a redhead.
Lucy allowed herself a sly smile. "If you're looking for a friend of yours, we'd be happy to show you to her. Perhaps you can come upstairs, and we can all have a nice long chat about what you girls did to some of my friends last night."
One of the girls began to say something, but by then Lucy had signaled Rufus over from his post near the door. Rufus was a gorilla of a man, over seven feet in height and rippling with muscles. While he was no more a Goth than Lucy was a ditsy cheerleader, he and his brother Callahan had been Lucy's friends since the were kids. Whatever protests the girls had died in their throats when they noticed the giant looming behind them.
"Now, perhaps you can come on up and we can have our talk? I'd hate Rufus to muss up your hair carrying you here."
