"But... But I'd like to... I'd like ever so much if... If I could..."
Perhaps it might have affected Lucy differently, had she been human. But the lack of feeding for a few days and inner desires for wickedness, as yet still largely unexplored, were combining to make a deadly combination - quite possibly in more ways than one.
And she was starting to both feel and act like a cat in heat.
Not quite knowing what to say, the tip of tongue ran along teeth and Lucy took ahold of the tray, wanting to, quite literally, cast it aside to the table. Lucy had no idea why she felt such a... A need to know more of this girl, only that it was a hunger as frustrating as her other, for blood, could be.
And hungers needed to be satisfied.
"I'll pay!" She said, impulsive and needful. "I'll pay for ya'... Ya' time. Yeah... I got more than what you'd make 'ere in... In a week. I just... Just a little time? Mm...? Please?"