He watched her with eagerness and affection in his green eyes as she took a sip of the drink, practically finishing it off, but he didn't turn to the bartender to order another one yet, too busy feeling the way her lips pressed into his when he silently asked for a kiss from the lovely blonde. That was all he needed to make his night complete...well, besides someone to sink his fangs into with his lover by his side. And perhaps a couple of dances.
When she pulled back, he wrapped his arms around her waist in an embrace and then pecked her again on the lips. "You're the only girl I say such sweet things to, lovely," he assured her in that fake Jersey accent he liked to use. "And...," he went on, pulling something out of his trousers pocket, "you're the only girl I give presents to as well." In his hand was a diamond and pearl bracelet that looked to be from one of the fine jewelry stores in Chicago. Smirking, he placed it around Rebekah's wrist, then kissed her hand.