"I doubt it matters if we set off an alarm. Hell, little confusion might be what we need." She was going through a mixture of emotions at the very prospect of being out on the street again. Fear was lost amidst the rest, but it was lurking there. That Hunters' lesson to push it aside didn't serve Kaylee so well as it did Andrew. She used it in a different way, one that put her in more danger.
She stopped to peek through the long vertical window on the "exit" door, spinning to push her back to it with a ridiculous grin when she saw stairs. This was too easy. But she didn't pay any heed to that thought. Maybe these bodyguards just weren't as dedicated as Tristan had been.
Abel had the right idea with this whole rebound thing. Maybe there would be something tall, dark, and easy at that bar. "I get the better end of that deal, pun intended. Roxy's nice and short compared to Kaylee. Last chance to back out, Roxy. Andrew really might lock you up for this, I've got no idea, so if you wanna bail, head back to the lobby now."
It seemed that Kaylee would be making her run with or without company.