Colin had been a bartender, among his other professions over the centuries.  But that was back when he needed money, which he no longer did.  So to take a job here wouldn't make a whole lot of sense.  On the other hand, it would provide an excuse to hang around the One Night Stand while waiting for those he was hunting to show up.  After all, how many other places in Valesport were gathering points for vampires?  He doubted there were any others.<br/><br/>Brock wasn't a bad dancer.  And Chance's dress seemed to hold up well to the moves of the tango.  The cop's comment to him was amusing, given he'd danced the tango and nearly every dance that became fashionable over the last two centuries.  He even knew the sword dance of his homeland of Scotland, though he'd probably be rusty after so many years away from home.  But rather than say as much, he nodded and clapped at the performance.<br/><br/>Then reaching under the counter, Colin passed Hazel a towel, asking "Do you dance, Hazel?  If so, just name the tune and I'll try to keep up."  He gave her a disarming smile, hoping to put her at ease.  Though she looked in her 20s and he in his 50s, neither one of them were near the age they appeared to be, he suspected.<br/><br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="2200" data-username="@FridayWolf13" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2200/">@FridayWolf13</a>