Karen, not really understanding what had just gone on with the dying thing considering what Lestat had told her, but being alright with the alive once again thing - be it due to the soul she'd sold or be it due to the vampire thing, didn't matter, wandered up to the party-like thing, ready to work.
The sun did burn a little bit. But so far there'd been no fire.
She was a little irritated due to the fact that she was completely and entirely sober.
Walking up to a little kid, she held out her flask. "Could you do me a little favor, honey? Could you just drink this for Auntie Karen and then just let her have a little taste? Hm?"