Lex still hadn't slept, even after acquiring Wesley for Domina. The prick was bound and gag properly in one of the larger cells in the basement with his familiar place in a glass jar. He wanted to get some sleep, that was for sure, but after receiving a phone call from a familiar contact, Lex knew he could give up some sleep for this. Granted his migraine was throbbing pretty badly right now, but he would live. If it was Pyotr calling for his presence, then this had to be good.
Upon being welcomed to the townhouse, Lex followed one of the minions to the study where Pyotr was. Lex wasn't fazed by the whole massive leather chair thing going on. This wasn't James Bond. Not much intimidated Lex, or at least he gave off the air that he was fearless. Probably why Pyotr liked him to begin with. Leaning against the wall, the vampire folded his arms across his chest before speaking up. "Long time no see. I hope this is worth my time, you know. I skipped out on my schedule beauty sleep to grace you with my presence."