Sad. The sniffer dogs were fired for participating in a fight. Then again, Ryan just asked them to come inside to start with their next task. Monitoring the entrance wasn't their only duty for tonight. The dance floor had thickened with a lot of students, and the punches were already refilled. Rowdy people would begin grinding bodies and gears, and the wolves might have to intervene.
Len led Claude to the drink stand and picked glasses from the non-alcoholic drinks. The juices were in dispensers, unlike the punches, which were served in little cups spread on the table. Len filled tall cups with the fragrant fruit juice and gave one to Claude.
They leaned on the wall next to the table, merely watching the crowd on the wide dance floor. Even if the gymnasium was huge, the space looked so small with all the bodies dancing to the EDM[1] the DJ curated.
