The Party: Before Twelve, Rob, Andrei, Open
"Naw," Andrei said, "That manwhore Torres is the party guy. I'm just tempin'. But tonight," Andrei cracked his knuckles. "Tonight this arena is all mine, and I'm gonna have fun till the cock crows thrice."
Andrei grinned, proud of his Biblical reference. It used to be the story that vampires turned to dust when they heard the rooster, but that had never been true. Just a convenient rumor: anyone accused of being a vampire could just step into the sunlight and say: 'See? Not a vampire'. It's how they'd fooled the people back in Serbia.
He shrugged. "And, I dunno, maybe my cock will do some crowin' too." He winked at Rob. "Who's your target for tonight?"