Daryl himself (at #7 wtf?) was busy glaring at a small horde of eight college kids standing at the other end of the parking lot taking pictures of whoever came in and out of the house. He was leaned up against the door, playing at being a guard in case they tried to come inside and further disrupt shit. It was bad enough they were in the lot. But the recent treaty with Redbright meant he needed to play a little nicer than he normally would have to scare them off.

If Roddy wanted to crow about his high ranking, well, Daryl was the first person in he'd see when he got to the House.