Rodeo shoots his men a droll look when they howl over that kiss, stern but amused. They've probably all figured out exactly who this girl is-- they've seen the picture of her enough times by now, and they know this is the baby sister he's been looking for since before he was Dog King. So if they have any other comments to make, they hush 'em up real quick at that look. Rodeo takes the keys to the SUV from Adelaide, and he turns to the man without the wolf patch on his back, nodding to him. "Take my sister's car," he instructs, tossing the prospect the keys. He catches them and nods dutifully, hopping to action. Rodeo turns away, not having expected anything less. He looks over to Sarge then, elbowing him companionably. "Give the kid the steak. Keep it safe and cushy in that cage." Rodeo would hate to see anything happen to that beautiful meat. After he's given his orders, he heads over to the side of the building where his and Sarge's bikes are parked side-by-side. Rodeo picks up the helmet resting on his seat, holding it out to Adelaide.
"You'll remember it all real quick," Rodeo promises her as he hooks his leg over and straddles the bike. "You ready, baby girl?"