"Hm?" It really was quite difficult to focus on Conrad's words when his pulse was so loud. Pree licked his lips absently. "No... well, maybe someone spiked my drink? I found this lovely little club the other night. Tucked away in a basement, very exclusive. Lovely wall art." Looked like real blood, now that he thought about it. Even smelled like it, too.
Pree's hand dipped lower, thumb settling into the dip of Conrad's collarbones. "Do you always run so hot, sweetheart? And I don't mean your good looks." Mind hazy and thoughts scrambled, Pree was still able to smile at his own little joke. "That's another thing: so many attractive people in this city! You should have seen this woman I danced with..." He pretended to bite his lower lip and in so doing revealed two slightly elongated canines.