Lil couldn't be more grateful for her vampire reflexes as lent back to avoid the elbow. They always came in handy, like the time she was walking down a street on the Upper East side, spotted George Clooney and her heel broke. Her vampire reflexes managed to make it look like she had purposely stumbled to the ground, even if George didn't buy the "I lost a contact lense" story.
"I will if you answer my question," Lil shot back, eyes narrowing slightly. She contemplated using thought projection on this guy, but wondered if it would even work. Besides this guy was...different looking. And the hair...definite fashion faux-pas. Unless he was attempting to bring back the dead days of rock and roll, and mix it with children's television and ...something else.
"What is this anyways?" Lil's hand shot out and she managed to snatch the vile from him, in the blink of an eye. She held the vile up to her face and squinted at it. Suddenly she wondered if she even wanted to know.