Scowling, Faelan realized that the other vampire was coming toward him. He tried to sink further into his booth and took a deeper drag of his cigarette, hoping the other fool would take a hint.
No such luck.
"Yeah, I guess you could say." He knew that voice...
His eyes widened. "Oliver?" He examined the other man's costume with fresh perspective.
As always, his brother's achievements far outstripped his own.