No killing the other assassin? That took out all the fun to it. Lex was going to have to keep a mental note of that, seeing now he couldn't bring back the other assassin's head on a silver platter. That's what happened when competition got in the way. Lex had no issues of showing them who was boss.
"Well, I suppose you have two options, then," Lex shifted in his seat, readjusted his leg, then went on. "I'm already working for another client who is in the black market for prostitution, but it goes beyond that. The place caters to vampires with stock on both bottled and fresh blood. You don't even need to sex up anyone. The girls, and some guys, that work there are perfectly content with being a personal blood doll for the evening. And they cater for all tastes. Last one I managed to find were some twin, angelic air elementals with a slight psychic hint to them. Just goes to show we have a bit of a selection.... Or if you don't like that, then perhaps I can find you your own blood doll to have fun with. Your call."