So it looked like his little slayer friend had some authority up in the nudie club. Hey, he couldn't disagree with that as the security let him go, even throwing up their hands in surrender as they stepped back. Gunn dusted himself off and shrugged his shoulders as he did so. "That's what I thought," he barked, but even that was playful. Quickly, he turned toward Faith who was ... half naked with a purple wig, wrassling with a vampire. The same vampire he had been chasing all over fucking town.
When the vampire was dusted, he waved his hand. "Finally. I was tailing after his ass all over town," he repeated his thoughts and looked at Faith as she stood up. Nah, he he didn't know the future or what happened with her when Wes broke her out of the pen, but so far, she was a powerful ally to have in Salem. There was Cordy and this Illyria chick, but Illyria freaked him out and Cordy wasn't much of a hands on kinda gal. Faith was.
Gunn couldn't help but let his eyes roam just a little tiny bit, but then he quickly turned away. Shit, Faith would kick his ass and he wasn't looking for no whoopin's from a slayer. No matter how hot she was.
"So yeah, sorry for interrupting your little Showgirls re-enactment you got going on here. Thanks for the stake-age. I owe you one, girl," He said, looking back at her, at her eyes.