A black Cadillac Escalade with tinted windows pulled up, and Derek checked the license plate against his phone. Little personal hairdryers. He brought a hand up to his face. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. But he had promised, and while he was the type to break those constantly when he was alive, the vampire was trying to turn over a new leaf.
When they arrived at their destination, Derek held the door open for Shimmer. There was a man about his height standing in front of the entrance. There was a Bluetooth in his ear, arms crossed, and staring as they got out of the SUV.
"Try to talk, you know...kinda normal. Don't tell them about things like cloud-piss and how you're not from earth." Please.