Keane had been waiting at the bar, the bartender a little backed up, as the small club was packed. Leaning back against the edge, he noticed when the pirate walked in and shuddered at Res. Having seen that, he had to grin. She'd be so pleased if she knew.
He realized a few seconds later that he'd almost sort-of halfway met her after their show, she'd been the smiley girl who seemed to have a thing for Kaz. "Don't worry, her shank's made of paper." he called to her with a faint smirk. He didn't go so far to say as Res was harmless -- if he tried, he'd probably be struck by lightning for uttering such blasphemous slander. "And she's managed not to kill anyone yet tonight. New record, really."