He was too busy looking about in curiosity to even think about being watched by anyone. Either way, he wasn't even planning to turn around to look at anyone besides Claudia. "I dunno," he said, shrugging a shoulder as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose once more. He had had a plan when they left the office earlier that day, but it seemed to have suddenly gone to ruin. How could they have ever thought they would be able to achieve anything by simply waltzing into the building? Did he really think someone would tell him about the human trafficking they were chasing?
He finally looked back at Claudia in surprise when she shouted back at the huffy woman. To be quite honest, he had hardly expected that out of her. Not that he thought she was soft spoken, because she certainly wasn't, but because he had assumed they would be trying to lay low. Still, no one seemed to pay any mind to them. Scotty, instead, watched the woman storm off, only to be intercepted roughly by a man. He had moved so quickly that Scotty had no idea where he had even come from. And then he was...baring his teeth at her? No, that certainly wasn't what he was doing. The man was simply snarling something at her, scolding her for something, but his grip seemed so tight. Too tight. There was something about it, the way he spoke down to her, that seemed to unnerve him at least slightly.
Scotty turned to look at Claudia then as she asked him where to start, but instead, he found himself fixating on a couple a few people away. Two women seemed to kiss each other, but that wasn't what struck him as odd, of course. He was bisexual himself. No, instead, he noticed their outfits first. One wore a modern cocktail dress of blood red, and the other was dressed as a...flapper? But this wasn't a costume party. He looked about then, and suddenly he seemed to notice other outfits that simply didn't fit the time period. His gaze once more fell on the couple, just in time to see the flapper's fangs distend and bury themselves into the other's neck.
And now he looked about him. As if what he had just seen had awakened a third eye in him, he began to notice other couples doing the same thing. He noticed others walking about with drinks. Blood red drinks.
Blood red.
Blood.
What the fuck was this? What kind of sick twist owned this place? This wasn't at all what he had signed up for: to raid some sort of club for people with vampire fetishes or something. The way he stared at the couple would most likely alert Claudia, but he suddenly stopped staring as he began to feel eyes figuratively piercing him. He looked about and swallowed nervously as red eyes met his own gaze.
"Claudia...we need to go. Now. It's...it's weird here." He spoke softly, but something told him it made little difference, for a few seemed to smirk at him.