Bass took another swig from his drink and grinned even more to himself. This audition was going to go pretty smoothly in his opinion and the group around him was going to be fun to work with, if they didn't start fighting again that is.

"So when we gettin this thang started?"

Gabriel smiled when Bone attacked the other runner Helix? verbally. "To me, it's fine." he murmured, just loud enough that the surrounding runners can hear him.

“Well, I'm in”.

Asp sat his now-drained glass of whiskey down on the table, and got to his feet, surveying the group. A colorful lot, but then again, so where most runners he'd been around.

“Let's move out and find a place where we can plan this without bothering Vice. If you're inclined to trust me, I believe I can find us a nice – though a little cliché – place”.

“Oh, and by the way, contact numbers? I'm setting my PAN to passive, so feel free to add me”.

With a team forming, and planning on their minds, Vice gives an open handed gesture of appeasment, and stands. `If you'd like, the lounge is yours for the planning, though I imagine you'll want to keep things private. I can understand either way. If you need to contact me at any point in the next few days, Cobaine will provide the information you need.`

That said, he gives the group a nod, and retires from whence he came, off to deal with the pre-show hubub, this being a big night for the band.