Selene didn't interrupt her playing when she heard a solitary human making... her, she caught the scent on the evening air, way up to her door. There was that touch of prison, and something that reminded Selene a little of Faith. Did vampire slayers have a distinctive scent?
"Do we finally have a restaurant that delivers in the neighborhood or did you just slip out of the prison without a keeper?" Selene spoke into the silence and reached over to switch off her amplifier and keyboard. Standing, she walked over to the fireplace and added wood. "Alcohol and mixers on the sideboard," she nodded her head toward her well-stocked bar.