Vex didn't know what was so urgent that Kenzi needed to see him right away, but he figured he didn't have much to do until the club opened anyway. Well, not much that he wanted to do, so he made his way over to the rat trap that Kenzi and Bo called the Clubhouse. He knocked, neglected to wait for an answer and waltzed into it like he owned the place. "Oy, Kenzi, you 'ere?" He didn't hear an answer, but he knew she would be. She better be. She had called him after all.
He wandered in, jumped on the counter and grabbed a package of cookies. He grabbed one out of it and looked around, waiting somewhat impatiently for Kenzi. He wasn't the biggest fan of being here on his own. He might have to deal with the succubitch and that would just sour his mood for the day. Or at least an hour. He heard some rustling coming from Kenzi's room. "You know it's not polite to keep your guests waiting," he shouted in her direction. Moments later a rather excited Kenzi appeared. Vex sneered slightly. "Well this can't be good." He looked her up and down. Kenzi had been on a crusade to keep Vex's more violent tendencies reigned in lately. "Please tell me you've just found the perfect mascara or something and that I shouldn't be worried."