[ they push through to something of a clearing that's still within visual distance of the people on the balcony, and it's at that point that keijen rolls his head in their direction, not in the least surprised by their appearance - in fact, he seems to know right where to look for them. he drawls in a voice that carries easily through the club, almost too easily, considering the volume of the place, which seems to be arrested by his announcement: ]

You know, I've really begun to tire of you lot. Always poking around where you're not wanted. [ he clucks his tongue, the attention of everyone in the club riveting that way as everything seems to grind to a halt. ] I was glad to hear you finally intend to go back to [ he waves a hand casually ] wherever it is you came from.

I thought I'd throw you a little party of my own, actually. A going away celebration.