Ren saw the neon blew light flicker, then disappear. He'd lightly move about the crowd, attempting to get to where he last saw it... something about it was bugging him and he didn't know what. "Ralph... cause a distraction for a bit if I shout Cackoo?.. trust me on this" he moved further into the crowd, lightly slipping past those he could or politely shoving them if not. He'd often steal the occasional look in Laura's direction. As lovely as her literature was, she often sold the stories with her own image "Cute one eh" he thought as he kept moving, the crowd's cries for questions to be answered masking his approach somewhat. 

What was Ralph on about regarding demons he wondered..