Mara frowned. "It's not that bad!" She ran up next to him to catch up. "Why? What are we doing tonight? If you're going to pick up another unsuspecting woman at the local goth bar again, you can count me out. They're all pretty pathetic if you ask me." She sneered. When, they walked up to the gate, Mara leaned up against the bars. "I'll wait out here. No sense in me going in if we're just going out again."