Sam was separated from her for a brief amount of time, she got pretty far ahead. eventually however, he caught up. he was quick on his feet moving toward the door, making sure to button a single loop on his duster to keep his gun from flashing. He was no where even close to as graceful in his steps as Cerise was, but he made up for that with a different talent. he thus pushed his way into the building, and failing to see cerise he assumed the worst and had to act...maybe a touch impulsively. simply walking straight by several women who tried to stop him with various quick phrases, "No thanks, got a girl in mind." "Oh no i'm sorry, your feet just are not big enough for me." "Did you know your crotch is showing?" He would approached what counted as reception in this place, and if there was nothing he would look for someone who looked important, barging up t them with all the rage of a very unsatisfied customer, "I need to see yer boss right now, not in five minutes, not tomorrow, now. I am very upset with the goings on here!"

He would not even wait for a reply before he continued, turning to face the room as he spoke, shifting direction now and again to look at each section in turn. "You see folks! i was here last night, partaking of your services. it was fun, had a laugh, cried a little. over all a nice time. but then, oh dear friends then i noticed something horrible. You see, i have a very important treasure i keep on me, tucked up right between my...you know what? doesn't matter. point is my keepsake is gone, and its the only little silver pony statue of its kind. So i'm needin to se the man or woman in charge right now!" a bit over the top yes, but hopefully to draw out who he needed, fingers crossed they cared more about keeping the law and allegations of theft away than getting some loon yelling about a lost pony hidden between his cheeks arrested.