Kitty, Leo, and Phil can tell something's amiss even before the tram comes to a complete stop. A large, panicked crowd of wealthy-looking people is spilling out of the Casino Wien's doors, and the loud blare of a fire alarm splits the air. Neither smoke nor fire are visible from inside the casino, but the people nearest the double doors seem extremely alarmed all the same, nearly knocking each other over in their hurry to escape. Some of them are sporting tears in their elegant cocktail dresses or scuffs on well-polished business shoes, but every one of the casinogoers seems to be more concerned with getting out of the building as quickly as possible.
As the group approaches, a loud scream comes from the entrance and the crowd's struggles turn into an outright stampede. The reason why emerges a split second later, as the sound of the fire alarm is almost drowned out by an absolute torrent of machine-gun fire from inside the casino. As the escaping gamblers scatter, one of the ground floor windows shatters as someone - and a whole lot of bullets - dives through, hitting the ground and rolling out of the line of fire. A line of men in white suits is visible through the empty window frame, standing on the upper floor's balcony. To a man, they are armed with old-fashioned tommy guns, although currently they're reloading the bulky firearms. They are also, to the eyes of Leo, Kitty, and Phil, clearly White Court.
Their target, meanwhile, stands up. Dressed sharply in a smoke grey suit and maroon tie, the man in front of them looks like nothing so much as an American businessman there to lose a few thousand dollars at the slots. Despite having hurled himself through a window while vampires attempted to weigh him down with lead, however, only his shoes show any signs of the excitement, and not even the broken glass seems to have scratched him.
There isn't time to marvel at the apparent luck of the newcomer, however. The guards on the balcony shout "Out there!", and three of them start racing toward the broken window, inhuman agility carrying them down the stairs at a full sprint. Meanwhile, some of the fleeing gamblers have managed to get to their cars and are trying to escape. Unfortunately, between normal traffic, the crowd, and everyone else who's found a vehicle, this only results in a massive traffic jam. Between the blaring fire alarm, the crowd of terrified gamblers, and the gunfire which promises to start up again shortly, it looks like today's chaos isn't over just yet.