Faith scowled as she scanned the crowd, looking for anyone who might be a good place to start punching for information. Her plan to hit the seedier side of town had seemed like a good one at the time, but now was just making her antsy. What she wanted was a good fight, but here, in the club, it was too exposed. She needed to be keeping the right sort of profile for a while. Which meant no mindlessly beating up of vamps just for the hell of it.
With a slight growl she forced her way out, just in time to catch a glimpse of a chase in the direction of the subway. She frowned slightly and headed off in the same direction, following the girl and at least 6 vamps.
She handled herself well, looked like a fighter, though she suspected not a Slayer. Not one she recognized anyway.
"6 of them, 1 of you," she called out, safe enough distance so not to startle the other woman. She had no desire to get a punch for her troubles. "You want some back up?"