Adventures in Babysitting (Private)
Alec needed to unwind. He didn't have any major lines on anything worthwhile to focus his standard talents on, so he settled for a new alteration of his favorite show. Taking the next step in his idea concerning the Mullar clan, Alec snuck into their house while they were sleeping and put a separate GPS tracker in each vehicle, both of the Greg's shoes, Ingrid's purse and Holly's bomber jacket. The trackers were tiny within the clothing...unnoticable with their level of expertise. Most likely. Even then, they would likely only remove a portion and not destroy their favorite belongings to ensure that whatever the little bit of metal was removed.
It was a little strange stalking a house with all of the occupants in it. Somehow it didn't seem right to him. Before leaving, he took a light nip on Greg Jr's wrist. He didn't have a game tomorrow, so he could spare a draught and it would leave him pleasant dreams of buxom women or something similar. Everyone should be so lucky to have such a generous sandman watching over them.
Making his exit, Alec planned to see what Holly had been up to. She'd been the most interesting, and certainly the most reckless. The chances for entertainment were greater than with spying on anyone else...though he did want to figure out what was what with Greg Jr's girlfriend. Well, he could do both in the near future. All the time in the world.
((ooc: Alec out, but continuing))
It seemed that she had stopped at a residential address. Alec followed in time to see that they were headed toward the Strip. Following, he wondered what would be in store for the remainder of the evening.
((ooc: Alec out, continued in Adventures in Babysitting 1, part 2. Lock up!))