Vlad could drink but it wasn't very often that he chose to. What he preferred to wet his whistle, they didn't serve here. After he slid into the booth across from the blond, he rested folded his hands together and placed them down on the table. "So..?" He arched a brow, still not decided if this girl was insane or actually had something worth his time? If he found her insane, then he'd see to ridding the world of one more crazy later.