Scarlet smiled, it was forced, a little too sweet. She didn't like the warning. But she appreciated what Shannon was trying to do. "You know, I hate to cut things so short, but I suddenly have a headache." Her drawl was thick, the frost on the glass she hadn't touched made her anger a little too clear. But that couldn't be helped.
She pushed her chair back, and turned to her husband. "Mind loaning me a little?" She could get them home, or close to it. The link to Bryn was there, even if it was faint. And she could always tap into Blank's link to the vampire. Him being a live, it would be much stronger.