Sergio frowned as he looked over Hannah's attire. One arm was slung over the steering wheel, while the other was pressing his thumb nail to his lips. He sent a scowl her way, "Yeah. For you." He motioned towards her attire. "What the hell are you wearing?" He snapped. It was probably odd to hear him complain about her clothes, as he never noticed before. Almost out of character, for him. He was never one to judge a female over what she was wearing. In fact he didn't care enough to notice their attire. The problem here was the more skin a female showed the more attention they attracted. That was the opposite of what Sergio wanted. If he wanted them to remain on the down low, they had to do as much as they could to keep attention off them.

The number of times he's had to knock someone out because they harassed Zoey for her clothes was too many to keep track of. The men here were douche bags. They were the type to say 'she was asking for it with her clothes.' To Sergio that was bullshit. It was just desperate men wanting to get some action. Something they could easily pay someone for, but instead choose to harass woman over her clothes. It wasn't like he was constantly acting like some hero for women. He mostly stood up for Zoey because she was his friend and it pissed him off beyond belief to see her uncomfortable.

Sergio glared at her, he couldn't think of a decent way to explain the situation at hand. He threw his hand up in annoyance. "Forget it." His jaw clenched. He wanted to say something else, something much more vulgar, but it would have been the truth. However, he held his tongue.There was no simple way to put it, so he wouldn't even bother trying. It didn't help that she was clearly pissed off at his comment. He wasn't going to argue with her on this. In a way he was looking out for her. He knew exactly what kind of environment he was taking her into, she didn't have a clue about. It only seemed right to warn her about it.

He put the car into reverse. He began the drive to the infamous Ring. He kept his eyes on the road, only glancing over to Hannah a few times. "Look Hannah, when we get there, keep your head down. Don't talk to anyone. Don't accept any drinks. Don't move from where I tell you to stay. Once it's over I'll come and get you. Got it?" His tone and expression serious. Not a wink of amusement in his eyes. For once, he wasn't messing around.

He wasn't even sure why he wanted to show her a glimpse into his world. It probably wouldn't have even come up in the first place, if Hannah hadn't kept pestering him. As long as he took lots of precautions she would be alright. He at least hoped. "And dont you dare start shit with anyone." He said sternly.

Sergio gave her a look that said 'seriously?' He shook his head, "Of course you don't." He rolled his eyes. Who did she think she was fooling with that statement. He sped through the streets that seemed to be deserted. Reaching his usual parking spot, that was hidden from view. He shut the car off. Leaning over into the passenger seat where Hannah was, he unlocked the glove box pulling out a hand gun.

The heavy weight of the gun felt natural in his hand. To anyone who had never held a weapon of the sort would probably be surprised at just how heavy it was. Leaning back into his seat he lifted his shirt up slightly and then stuffed the gun into his waistband. Pulling his shirt back down over it to hide it from view. He didn't usually take his gun, but he felt like he needed to take some extra safety measures. He shifted in his seat to look at Hannah, "Stay close to me." With that he got out of the car. Pulling his hood over his head, he began walking towards the door he knew all too well.

Sergio's eyes scanned their surroundings. In some ways he could be paranoid about this area. He'd been jumped around here before, barely making it out, as in the moment he was severely out numbered. He glanced over his shoulder to Hannah. Scowling once again at her attire. One reason he wasn't a fan being he didn't want her to attract bad attention and the other new found reason being, could she run in that if it came that.

As the steps came into view and he began jogging down them, he was met with a familiar face. The burly man gave him a strange look as he looked over to Hannah, but didn't say anything. Only opening the door for them to step in. With quick steps he stood outside the next door. Strange muffled noises coming from behind it. He glanced at Hannah, looking hesitant to even open the door. He hoped this all went smoothly. He glanced down at her hand and reached out gripping her wrist he pulled her into him. Finally he swung the door open and the all too familiar smell attacked his nostrils. He didn't even make a face at the smell, as he was beyond used to it.

Stepping in he pulled Hannah flush against his side, in a protective manner. He was never one to feel guilty for his actions, but if anything happened to her while she was here, he would surely feel something, as it was his idea in the first place to bring her to an unsafe place like this. Normally when he came here alone, it felt like a welcoming place. Where he could come to take out his frustrations on willing people. He could be laid back and put his guard down, as long as he wasn't in the Ring. But this night felt different.

Sergio pushed his way through the crowd. People quickly recognized him and began referring him by his Ring name, Reaper. That didn't help in keeping Hannah's presence on the down low. People quickly noticed the girl he was holding closely to him. He gave curt nods to those who greeted him, but glared at the men who stared a little too long at Hannah. He was beginning to think this was bad idea. They got noticed almost immediately.

Sergio cursed under his breath as he heard a few men catcalling her from behind. He dropped her wrist and wrapped an arm around her waist instead. He pushed her slightly in front of him, he turned to glare back at the men that had the nerve to do that. A few seemed to back off while one man held his ground. A challenging look in his beady eyes. Sergio scoffed, it wasn't someone he recognized, but if he wanted to keep testing him, he'd willing volunteer to take him on in the Ring. He wouldn't be so brave then.

That was the thing about the Ring. These people were criminals. A few didn't find the sight of Sergio so threatening. However, they quickly regretted underestimating him when matched up in the Ring with him. It was very different from regular people in a supermarket. These people were much more brave. He leaned down and whispered into Hannah's ear, "Just ignore those fucking pigs." He muttered, eyeing their surroundings. From an outside perspective, it looked like they were an item, but that didn't stop these people in the slightest. All they saw was a pretty face and they wanted a taste. Frankly, it pissed Sergio off that these low lives even existed. With the few glances he sneaked at Hannah, he could see she seemed uncomfortable being here.

Reaching the bar, he quickly spotted Tony and Zoey rushing around making and taking orders. He walked them to a stool that was by itself on the corner. He dropped his hand from around her. His jaw ticked from him clenching it so much. He eyed Hannah for a moment. Oddly enough it bothered him seeing her this uncomfortable. Plus, knowing he brought her into this place to begin with. He leaned down, "You alright?" He questioned, genuine concern for her in his eyes. This was definitely a place many didn't ever visit. Some not even knowing it existented. One would probably be called crazy for even willing walking in here, as the place was filled with dangerous adults with criminal backgrounds. This was nothing like a teenage house party. One wrong move and you'd find yourself in a bad situation. These people weren't afraid to serve a lifetime sentence over a small mishap.