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Saoirse (seersha) wrote in light_of_may,

Saoirse grinned. "That's usually a vampire problem," she said, before chuckling and adding, "So they tell me." She reached for an empty martini glass, looking at it pointedly and then the woman as if to ask if that was a yes or a no, before she slid the five forward. "Drinking can be an expensive habit. One I never really indulged much in as a human. When I drank, it was almost never to get drunk. I hated the feeling of not being in control. But I'm also told control freaks make excellent vampires, so go figure. Now, I haven't been at this bartending gig very long, but if I were to guess I would say you take yours with gin, not vodka." She was starting to get good at this game, but she didn't have the art quite perfected yet. The guessing, that was. She rarely got complaints on her bartending.

"That's me, resident baby vampire." Saoirse didn't sound like she minded, however. Sure, sometimes the hierarchy of her house was a pain in the ass as there was almost never anyone younger than her to boss around, but on most days she wasn't the sort to take advantage of that sort of thing anyway. The woman successfully piqued Saoirse's curiosity however, and still smiling she raised an eyebrow as she answered. "I'm Saoirse. What's on your mind?"