Despite all the destruction, the B2 bar still had some loyal costumers. "Hey buddy, last call. I got to close shop soon" seven sighed. "Ill have one more of the usual." "Coming right up" said klear. He then went to procure a bottle of his home-made beer. "And let me guess. Put it on your tab?" "You know me too well. Thanks man, see ya tomorrow" "im expecting it" seven left the bar, and klear began to clean up
Klear had finally finished cleaning up and was heading home when he heard unfamiliar voices. Not wanting to draw any attention to himself, he covertly followed the voices. He saw them stop where seven was, passed out like normal. He watched their exchange, not hearing much.
After a few minutes, they began to carry seven to a nearby building. Klear figured his brother would know what to do with new faces in town. When he got home, he told sixxy about what he saw, then sixxy called snufkin about klear's discovery, claiming it as his own. Soon after sixxy and snufkin had finished their phone call, the two brothers got ready to head out.