"Why don't I take you back to my place and show you?" Adam purred, running his hand down Drake's bare arm. Normally he'd have to work at it, put some effort into seducing someone but the brunet was so willing, so easy, he couldn't believe his luck. Adam did offer to get him a drink, at the very least.<br/><br/>From across the dance floor, Ryah was practically fuming. As far he could tell, Drake was looking to get laid, not help him take down the rogue vampire. Couldn't the asshole keep it in his pants for one evening? He clenched his jaw and planted his feet. He didn't want to go barging over there in case Drake actually had a real plan, though he highly doubted it. Once the pair began to head for the exit though, he stealthily followed at a safe distance. He didn't know where they were going but if Drake were thinking with his brain, they'd be finding a secluded spot.<br/><br/>It was a crowded and busy enough night that it would have been hard to tell they were being followed anyway. The downtown core was teeming with people, loud and drunk and rowdy, just a typical Friday night. Ryah spilled out into the cool evening, looking for the pair.