(Sinner glad your back, I thought I lost you)<br/><br/>Ravenna did not notice Casriel till he was at the counter leaning against it like he had trouble holding up his own weight. he must be in a bad way.<br/><br/>she step to a small fridge that she would normally kept locked cause of what she kept inside of it. as she would from time to time get vampires in her cafe, she kept a supply of blood on hand, she disguised the blood in old fashioned root beer bottles, the kind that were made from the dark brown glass that you could not see threw. an each one was plugged closed with a cork.<br/><br/>she grab 3 bottles, not knowing how thirsty Casriel was, but if he needed more he knew that he could come to her.<br/><br/>"Here take these and take a moment and see if this will help. oh and I know how you like your fake fangs and they make you look bad ass but take them out while at work" she said trying to cover for Casriel in case some one else notice his fangs. she was not sure any one would by into the lie, but it was better them  not saying anything.