Brock shrugged. He really wasn't too sure what to do now. They'd had big plans tonight, but seeing as they were the ones all messed up, he couldn't exactly say they'd been a success. There was always the possibility of going after Kasady again, but now the other symbiote knew their intentions, and wouldn't be so easy to sneak up on a second time around. And the fact that their Spider was so close to Kasady also changed things. Much as Brock would've savored the mental image of beating the other symbiote's skull in, they did have priorities and keeping an eye on the Spider was a lot higher on that list than indulging themselves.

Again, not anything Parker would understand. He didn't think like they did. He could have, but he'd rejected that and until he figured out that their way of life was superior, there wouldn't really be any negotiating with him.

"I've no idea," Brock said, and for once that was the whole truth. What was Parker doing? They didn't know, but they had to ensure he wouldn't wander upstairs. "I'm pretty sure they've a pharmacy here, since someone mentioned it. Could go for a cocktail right now."

Not that they knew where it was, but they could get good and lost and hopefully point Parker in the opposite direction of Kasady.