"That's what I was hoping to do. So long as they don't start acting horrible to us, I can keep playing nice." They had been feeding them every day, giving them clothing to wear, giving them the freedom to use the basement as their own for the most part. It hadn't been half bad, aside from the whole blood drinking bit. "Yeah, yeah, she's a muse. I don't know... do you think she could do that? Might not hurt to ask her at least. Or... something." He wasn't sure he could guess how she'd react to him asking outright. Shannon might need to consider being a bit more sly about it. "You're always a fucking nightmare, at least this way, I'll have more for me own." The two were constantly mooching off one another. That wasn't about to change.
They had always been hugely different in their way of dressing. In the past, Jaida had at one pointed rubbed off on Vivian, and she'd been a bit more liberal with her color palette, that hadn't lasted long though. What worked for Jaida, didn't work for all. Now, she simple stuck to her own taste, and didn't bother taking notes from anyone else around her. Besides, her long frame was one of elegance, and it was reflected in her dress. The boys would need to be suitable in their clothing this night. While yes, they could pick whatever they liked, there wasn't anything being brought to the house, that wouldn't cost a pretty penny. "Stop projecting your own insecurities on me, lad. We all know that I'm the good looking brother." They were both gorgeous. One with light features, the other with dark. A blond with blueish green eyes, the other a brunette with whiskey brown. It was impossible to say who was the more attractive of the two. It would really have to come down to personal preference with these two. Chances were high that in the presence of an attractive woman that didn't scare the shite out of them, they could go back, and forth all day about who was, or wasn't the better looking brother. "That's a good question," Juniper chuckled, glancing over her shoulder to the once again. "When you've been alive for a few decades, and have the money to do it, you can pursue just about anything you'd like. From what I know..." Well, should she really be telling them about Vivian's past? Would her boss care? "She was a bartender before she was turned, and after. Now, she has a degree in corporate law, which I'm sure helps in the business. She's made quite the turn around." From bartender to lawyer, well fuck, you could do anything with money, now couldn't you? "Yeah, darling, I didn't mean it like that." Shannon stood back, allowing her to exit the lift first, so he could admire the view, as she lead them into the entrance hall. "Fuck me swinging... whatever we like?" He asked once more, his attention turning to the redhead. "Whatever you like."