Damn, he wasn't trying to look and be that guy, but Faith or excuse him - Cristal was making it pretty damn hard. Not to mention the little fly honeys that crossed his path on the way back to another room where more girls were naked. Shit, he was getting a behind the scenes look right down to the nitty gritty and some of it he liked - well, let's be real, most of it he liked, some of it was a little too freaky for his tastes.
Once they were in the bar though, Gunn was able to sit down and relax and actually enjoy the view. That was until Faith started talking some mumbo jumbo about the girls here selling blood. He looked at her crazy like because it was kind of funny to him that vampires were willing to buy blood. "So we have some dignified gent-vamps up in this place," he whispered, a small smile on his lips as he looked at the slayer. Or one of them. Damn, these vamps were gonna have a lot of hurtin' on them pretty soon.
"Alright," he looked at her, giving her a nod as he looked around and then back at her. Faith was still close, but he understood why. It wasn't because his cologne was on point or anything, she was being discreet. Besides, they were talking business. Gunn might not have been a slayer, but he was a hunter and from what Faith was saying - business was pretty good. It was also a good distraction to keep his mind off of Fred. Or Illyria. Whatever the hell she wanted to be called.
"I can handle that. Follow one of them, find out where the nest is," he said low and reached for this drink, taking a sip.