Bar Area | 11.30ish | Mona & Byron
Were the wonder said aloud, Byron would have enticed her further with tales of etiquette long past. The time periods in which both he and Kit had come from treated the hand of a lady with far more honour than Byron ever did with the rest of them.
"That would be lovely," he flashed his pearly white grin. "Maybe after the next move you could stop in for a little lesson?"
Byron leaned close to her and brushed her hair back. Blue eyes looked deep into the brown eyes of the human pulling her in until she lingered in the fuzzy state any he intended to play with fell into. Byron did not typically give his food such a luxury as to use the vampiric gift, but then the only rule that mattered to not get him killed was that he was not allowed to kill other employees.
"It is one hell of a show," he whispered in her ear as he raised her wrist to his mouth and bit down. A small drink of her purely human blood something akin to testing the bouquet of wine. "Have a good night, love. I will see you soon."