He gave the redhead a brief nod and turned, making his way through the crowd to the girls who had bumped into Deanna earlier. He picked the one who looked up at him first, the least drunk, and told her to get her friend home, but not take any alleys or empty streets.

"Y' gotta be careful who's out t'night," he added, the girl looking at him strangely, but at least apparently taking in his warning.

He didn't go directly back to the hotel, but helped another girl pick up her boyfriend who'd just lost an argument with a pole he'd tried to climb as a dare, and failed miserably. He sighed softly to himself and looked around, slipping into a side alley and making his way around to the back entrance of the hotel. He wasn't about to lead anyone watching him back to where they were staying that night.