@Daylan Zach cracks his knuckles, looking up at Erika. "Okay, the guards on the door are humans, so let's go non-lethal, at least at first. You ready?" He begins walking to the garage, preparing for a fight. The guards, burly biker types, look at the approaching young man with derision.
Melissa and James hear a voice from the other side of the door. "Hey, Doug, I left my smokes in the office, go get 'em, would ya?" There's a sigh, and then footsteps approach the door, as someone moves to head into the back.