Grim paused after a few moments, then turned towards a windowless building to the side, sniffing the air again. Frowning slightly, he motioned to the others to follow him as he carefully walked down one of the streets, occassionally sniffing. After they turned one more corner, he nodded to himself.
"I don't know exactly what it is, but if I had to make a guess, I'd say there's rotting meat in there." Glancing over at Brando, he smirked. "I'm surprised you aren't drooling already ..."