<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fiv1.lisimg.com%2Fimage%2F6810125%2F600full-toby-stephens.jpg&amp;hash=233dd3f68b0b0e8dc1117f489fa90e2b" href="http://iv1.lisimg.com/image/6810125/600full-toby-stephens.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Colin</a>had been in the bar over an hour, curious to see what clientele it attracted.  He hated being a vampire, but there was one skill that creatures of the night had that he valued. Umbrakinesis!  The power to manipulate shadows in order to disappear from sight.  And the One Night Stand had plenty of shadows that he could use.  Especially in the corner booth he had taken up residence in.  It was farthest from the fireplace, so it got the least amount of light.  Not that he intended to stay invisible forever, but just long enough to observe who would be coming into the establishment.  But so far, only two people had entered.  At least by the front door.  He sensed a third presence, though they weren't in the room.  He would have liked to stay invisible longer, waiting for more patrons to come in.  Unfortunately, he sensed in the tall blonde an aura that said she was a woman with supernatural powers.  As such, she might have already detected his presence.  And if not, she might be offended that someone would play hide and seek with one such as her.  Besides, his glass was empty.  And the bartender had yet to make an appearance.  The woman's pronouncement that it was an open bar gave him an excuse to come out of the shadows for a refill.  But first, he pulled out his pipe, filled it and lit it.  A good scotch always went better with a good smoke.  His tobacco gave off a scent of whiskey as it competed with the smoke of the fireplace.<br/><br/>Rising, pipe in one hand and his glass in the other, Colin emerged from the shadows and made for the bar.  Giving a smile and a nod to the lady and the gent as he passed them, he slid behind the bar and reached for the Drambuie.  Purists would probably scoff at his choice of scotch, but he liked the mixture of whiskey, honey and various herbs and spices.  Just like he preferred aromatic tobacco to plain tobacco in his pipe.  Filling the glass, he introduced himself.<br/><br/>"The name's Colin McDuff.  It appears we're either incredibly early or the crowds' incredibly late.  You look like a regular, my lady.  So which is it?  I'd been told this bar attracts a rather interesting clientele."  There was a hint of a Scottish accent to his voice, almost lost since it had been so long since he'd been in the highlands.  He gave the woman a smile and held his hand out to take hers if she chose to introduce herself.  She really was quite stunning.  But with a predatory look in her eyes that few would probably recognize.  Then again, Colin was a predator as well, so he knew that look.  As for the lad, he looked lost.  But if he was in the One Night Stand, he was probably here with a purpose.