"Of course they're going to agree to it because of the money. But it just seems sketchy all around, I wanna check it out," whispered and reached for his drink, holding onto it before taking a sip of that liquor that was bound to fuck him up. Gunn could play and he could joke, but when it was about vampires, he was serious business. Ever since his sister was turned and he had to take her, he never liked them. He hunted them. Shit, he remembered a few years ago, he'd be riding around in his pick up taking them out with cross bows and shit. Now he did the same thing, but usually Cordy and Wes were at his side.
And then Angel. Man, it was the worst that they were dealing with Angelus right about now. It just made Gunn wanna take him out. And it wasn't the popular opinion - he knew that, but shit, how long could they go on without putting a soul into him? How many people had to die. Hopefully not too many, not on Gunn's watch.
"Nah?" He looked her way, listening to the slayer as she spoke about her idea and he smirked a little before eyeballing the place once again. Yeah, he could burn a few hours here a night. He was down for that. Especially if it was to take out an unsuspecting vampire.
"I think your idea is gold. And it's a way to cut down on the vamp population. These girls," he said, looking around and he lowered his voice again. "They're clumsy as hell. You see how she's falling down that pole, it's like she's sliding over rocks on her way down. They're drugged out. Add in getting sucked on by a vamp and being woozy on top of that - not a good combo," he said and looked at Faith. There were some good dancers in here, but what was on the stage was not it.
"Where do I fill out my application, Cristal?" He grinned.