"By all means." Klaus conceded the seat with a smile. "I've never any objection to good company." He filled his own glass and lifted it in salute. "To Fangtasia."
He tossed back his drink and filled his glass again. There was a sweet looking blond on the floor who was doing everything but waving a banner with "Bite Me" written across it. Sweet but not to his liking. Klaus wondered when he'd turned into such a picky eater.
"A bit ironic - vampires complaining about the night life." He smirked. "But point taken. Fangtasia seems a little more sporting than just visiting Katherine's brothel. Don't get me wrong, I've always been a fan of whores but sometimes it's a bit too much like shooting fish in a barrel."