Peter smiled back, the first smile to touch his eyes since he'd been stopped by the handsome young man he was talking to. "Exactly."
He stuck his free hand into the pocket of his black peacoat as the cold was starting to get to him. He really was getting soft being indoors all the damned time.
"Well, I think that would be because that Vlad knows very little about me personally, so he couldn't pass on what he doesn't know." He smiled smuggly and chuckled. "What do you want to know?" he asked, fully prepared to answer questions.