Her brows furrowed and she looked at him. "Well not in broad open daylight.. they kinda can't do that. But yeah, at night we see them around here. Well, there's one that lives in town, Bill Compton. Then in Shreveport there's a vampire club, owned and ran my Eric Northman." That name left a bad taste in her mouth, she hated that egotistical bastard.
"You got it." She walked back behind the counter and shook her head, letting Dana know she had this one. It didn't take long at all for the girl to start in on her about how handsome he was and how she needed to get laid. "It's not your job to worry about my.. bedroom status." She spoke in hushed tones. "I'm just sayin' you might not be so stiff if you were gettin' some every now and then." Her eyes got wide when Dana didn't bother to be quiet about it as she walked to the back. She could feel her cheeks blazing and took a deep breath before she returned to the table, setting his mug and plate in front of him.
"Hope I didn't scare ya outta town. Just thought you should know what goes on around here if you're planning on sticking around for any amount of time."