"I want information on the wimp-pire and everyone he loves! Information that leads to you all getting you fangs nets you first turning."

The spy promises to get the necessary info.

A few other punkers announce the intent to find out, too.

"You were wasted on Tabby."

Most of them just agree.

One surprisingly philosophical punker hangs back and attempts to explain the Nietzschean moral and philosophical basis of trial by combat to determine leader.

"Sounds wolfy."

"What's wolf philosophy like?"

"You need to be strong or else nobody won't listen to you! Can't be part of a pack of you don't pull your weight."

"Hmm, that's more collectivist than Nietzschean. What's the socialization model like? Is it more important that someone's your pack, or that they're your brother or dad or something?"

"Um, well, Daddy says we don't get special favours just cause he made us himself."

"That sounds like clan socialization instead of family-based. Does every wolf do it like that?"

"I haven't met every wolf."

"Hmmm. Well, further investigation of pack sociology can wait. I'm going to text Georgie - he's in the shelter, maybe he'll know Danny's weakness."

"Excellent!"

Communicating with one's contacts involves tapping at a phone and not talking, apparently.

The party continues around them, though.

One punker wants to see Angie's Head vs Motorcycle Helmet.

She smashes it. And then proceeds to suspend the punker on one hand.

"Woah hey you're gonna break my wrist or something-"

So she drops him, managing to catch the larger boy on her shoulders. 

"Jesus, you're strong. Wolves are awesome!"

"I know. Shame we don't turn."

"Really is. Put me down please?"

"Sure, sure."

"Queen Angie, strong enough to lift a dozen punkers single-handed, eh... D'you think we should organize a celebratory raid?"

"Now we're talking! Any idea where?"

"The stupid bridge-trolls maybe. They charge tolls and don't let anybody cross without paying, they deserve to get knocked down a peg. Or maybe that group that's been hiding out in one of the old museums. I hear they're wasting good supplies on preserving stupid artifacts and stuff."

"Bridge tolls? Nobody tells me where to go!"