It was distinctly rare when those military vehicles were put on display for the general public, even if it had taken some measure of pulling of strings to secure those invitations. Though they were hardly the only concept vehicles shown tonight, they and those next generation sports cars were the very reason the were-King had been convinced to go through the effort required to see them both dressed and prepared for tonight's event. In a way, it almost served as a dry run of sorts for Tobias' wedding - to see if he could get his closest companion in a tuxedo for the entirety of the evening before it was removed or destroyed. For now, however, those thoughts were the furthest from his mind as his emerald eyes scanned the corners of the room, acutely observing the security measures within the building, all the while contemplating how they might be circumvented. It was easiest, he supposed, to rely upon that skill for teleportation but those thicker metal cars were far different and weightier than the refined speed demons he had teleported before. There was no guarantee he'd be capable of moving a machine quite like that - if one struck his interest.

It was the soft dink of Tobias' finger tapping against the edge of his champagne glass that drew his vibrant eyes downwards, his own hand rose to shoo his companion's fingers away from the bubbles that moved within that distinctly classy beverage. It hardly held the same bite of his usual liquor and yet, Tetradore supposed he didn't mind it....he guessed. The were-King's attention turned back towards his surroundings only for that hand to raise again, viewable within his periphery. He moved that glass to his lips quite purposefully, temporarily shifting it out of Tobias' immediate reach as he sipped on that bubbly beverage. He was hardly ignorant to that overzealous gesture of exasperation and yet, Tetradore was more than content to simply ignore his companion's antics all together in that moment. After all, there were more important things afoot. He needed Tobias attentive to more than just floating bubbles. He watched those security men for several moments, simply eying what sort of weapons they might have at their disposal, their numbers already counted and those security cameras already made note of. God, he was about to seriously piss off someone tonight.

That whispered muttering drew Tetradore's gaze away from his own internal considerations and towards the shaggy haired deviant at his side. "I know." He uttered simply in response, well aware that those high class clothing were hardly comfortable in any sense. The shoes alone pinched at his feet in ways the were-King disliked, even if he was not one for complaining. It made the animal in him restless. It was, however, the sudden announcement from a microphoned man that drew Tetradore's attention. He listened acutely to the man's as he introduced several key partners that made that show possible, those workers already scurrying around him to display the very first vehicle of tonight. He was inattentive, in those moments, as Tobias stepped away from his side to find something of far more interest, only for the boy's voice to pull his attention from the front stage. "Hm?" He inquired as his emerald eyes turned towards the object his best friend was holding in his hands. "Uhh..." He leaned forward, his nose wrinkled as he sniffed the object, quite clearly identifying fish. "Yeah, I think so." Tetradore responded, only to be distracted by the sight of the unveiling of the first vehicle. Tobias' exclamation certainly voiced his own awe at that sleek metal exterior.

He followed Tobas as the boy stepped closer towards the car, though weather it was in the intent to prevent him from doing something he shouldn't or the similar desire to touch it still remained to be seen. Either way, any further action from either man was thwarted by the sudden presence of a security agent. His broad shoulders and crossed arms were clearly meant to be imposing and yet it was hardly enough to thwart either Tetradore or Tobias. His emerald eyes briefly met the warm hue of Tobias own before that sushi roll was abruptly held out towards the guard. A singular eyebrow arched upwards at the gesture, the boy clearly attempted to exchange the fish for the vehicle. He knew well this was a trade that wasn't going to work and yet, before he could intervene, the man was distracted by another man wandering a bit too close for his comfort. Clearly, the guard had little idea of what he was dealing with to take his eyes off of the tricky Beta at his side. He was hardly surprised, really, when Tobias slipped to the side and purposefully out of the guard's view. That gesture to follow was hardly one the Alpha intended to ignore.

A singular glance was given towards the security guard, the were-King making the effort to ensure that the man was otherwise engaged before he trailed after his best friend. His own hand reached out towards the vehicle in a baffled fashion. Seeing those armored cars in real life was entirely different then those video games they often indulged in. This thing was....beefy, to say the least. It was hardly the sort of thing that could just be driven down the street and yet, even he could not deny that tug within him to own it, Tobias' voice mirroring his own thoughts but moment's later. That inquiry of weather or not he could have it caused his hand to raise to his jawline in consideration. "We have to try to sneak it out of here without being noticed....we don't want a police escort back to the Ark." Some measure of discretion was required....but at least Tetradore didn't say no.