Damien quickly found a way up the building and to a window on the second floor. The room was dark and he didn't see any security systems. Of course not. Here they didn't have the Dogs who could get to a window like this. People here didn't have the same kind of skills. Once the window was shimmied open he slipped inside and began making his way down to the bar below.

He paused to remove his shirt and put his jacket back on. He would have to keep it on to hide the weapons but the bar was going to be hot. He pulled the shirt through his back belt loops to both hide his knife more and not have to carry it.

Stepping out of the stairs he looked for the bar where he could already see Zack. Here. Damien's personality was coming out as the paranoia about injury subsided. The Dog worked his way through the crowd, using his skills of disappearing in them to sneak up behind the drummer. The first indication that he's there is a hand sliding around Zack's hip from behind.

"There you are."