Morgan's new partner piqued Lydia's interest. She embodied the pleasant persona so seamlessly, dishing out pleasantries without any evidence of effort. The polite introduction and curtsy she gave were just enough to make a convincing show, but behind her eyes, behind her smile, there was just a hint of subtext. It was like an understanding passed between them; this meeting was all for work, nothing else, but to any wandering eyes, it was for pleasure. Izzy was just the right amount of sneaky. "The pleasure's all mine," she replied, returning her greeting with an equally shallow one of her own. She wasn't quite lying, though; she<i>was </i>pleased. Morgan had brought someone useful, and Lydia was curious to see the extent of her capabilities.<br/><br/>Once they took their seats, however, there was no more time for pondering. Lydia tuned in to Morgan's response, but sighed shortly after once she realized how short it was.<i>Lovely. We haven't moved an inch forward.</i><br/><br/>"How unfortunate," Lydia mused out loud. She was careful not to reveal her annoyance. Now wasn't the time to make a scene. She'd hoped that Morgan would be the one giving more information, not herself. The past few days hadn't been terribly revealing for her, either, given how much time she'd spent focusing on keeping Alex in check. There was the bit about Paris ... but his testimony only brought more questions, and she wasn't keen on spilling anything about him. For now, though, it looked like she didn't have a choice, unless she wanted this case to continue dragging. Paris's warnings troubled her deeply, too. "I'm afraid I don't have any answers, either ... only more vague bits of information."<br/><br/>Before Lydia could continue, Darcy arrived, carrying a tray with glasses. She'd left her bartending duties up to another staff member that night, since it'd free her to wander about the club, as per Lydia's request. On the table, she set a bottle of wine and two glasses, and a glass of whiskey, for Morgan. Lydia hadn't let that bit of information about Morgan's preferences slip.<br/><br/>"Ah, perfect," Lydia said, popping the cork out of the bottle and pouring the deep red liquid into the glasses, "we were just about to begin. Darcy, this is Izzy, a friend of Morgan's." Lydia turned to Izzy. "Darcy's my bartender, and a good friend of mine. She'll be joining us in our endeavors."<br/><br/>Darcy smiled and gave her obligatory introduction, then stayed close to their table as they exchanged information.<br/><br/>Lydia continued, "As I was saying, the other night, I mentioned I was in the middle of meeting with my business partner -- Paris is his name -- when we came across Alex and our 'friend'. Well, I met with him again last night. According to him, our pest fights like a wolf. He was injured, with wounds from their altercation. Vampires shouldn't take that long to heal, especially not after a proper feeding. He suspects that the attack from the killer changed him somehow, physically, but even<i>he </i>isn't sure what to make of it. And as for the symbol, he's never seen it before, and he's been just about everywhere. It could very well just be the killer's personal symbol ... which leads us nowhere."<br/><br/>She paused to take a sip from her glass, inhaling deeply as she savored it. At the very least, the taste would take the edge off. “Alex has been a handful, too. I’ve been keeping her entertained all week.” Lydia scoffed softly. Alex had insisted on going home that night, but Lydia insisted that she didn’t. She hadn’t nearly developed enough self-control to go back to such a human-dominated area. Alex was much better off using the Coven as her temporary home. “She has too much energy for her own good.”<br/><br/>As Izzy continued to scan the room, Lydia gave Morgan her undivided attention. She leaned slightly over the table and threaded her fingers together. The other night, Lydia had been to hasty in her desire to strike first. If neither of them had answers, at least the Enforcer would know where to go from there. She hoped. “So, Morgan, it looks like we have to continue gathering information. What’s our plan?”