Vicodin's own accent was quite clearly German, though softened a bit by the 75+ years he had spent in America. He didn't know this Scottish girl at all, and had no idea why she might be at Codeine's apartment. Still, it never paid to be rude, so he said, "I'm Victor, Ciaran's brother. I thought I'd see if he wanted to do something this afternoon, but since he's not home, I appear to have wasted the trip." He wasn't sure who the other person she'd mentioned was, but it wasn't uncommon for the Drugs to have various mortals at their homes, so for the moment, he didn't give it much thought.