He pauses where they are, not far from the door, but not yet within easy earshot of the bouncer. "What you're saying is that you don't like being caught." He says it lightly, but with little room to argue. "I can't blame you for that, though I'd prefer if you didn't do things you'd get in trouble for to begin with. Speaking of which," he holds out a hand, palm up in front of Kei, "can I see your ID?"