Lorcan grabbed a blood pop before sitting down at the table. Out of habit, he snagged a little bit of Lindsay's breakfast, although the food was tasteless, he rather enjoyed teasing her this way.
"Mmm... did I?" he wondered aloud, rubbing his chin and looking up at the skylight - which was all tinted glass of course. It wasn't that he was forgetful, he was just usually thinking of several things at once and therefore very disorganised. "Oh yes..."
In a sudden movement, he was up from the table and rummaging in a kitchen drawer. "Yes, I wrote some new music and lyrics a couple of days ago," he said, pulling out some crumpled pieces of paper. He sat back down and unwrapped his blood pop, spreading out the sheets. "'Love at stake'," he explained and then smirked, showing his fangs. "Rather appropriate really."