Re: The Shop Stalls - Damon and Open
"Please. A face like mine is far to pretty to be the clean up guy" He joked with a grin as he followed along with the stranger. It was refreshing to talk with someone who wasn't his short tempered pain in the ass Master. And it meant that this night out wasn't totally useless.
"You couldn't buy his way out of his sentence?" he questioned, tilting his head slightly. He remembered when he was at the brothel the other slaves mentioning it. That it was something that happened all the time when the slave had rich connections. At the vampires question as to what it was he gave a coy smile. "Not exactly. Are you?"