With a carefully placed roll of his eyes, Nanook laughed and finally faced her once more. She seemed disarming, but that didn't mean that she wasn't unaware of something very big about herself. There was something about her that was strange and out of place.<br/><br/>Honestly, Nanook had figured that the smell of grave soil about her must have been from the fact that there was at least one undead patron there. While werewolves were the natural enemies of the undead, he knew that she had just brushed up against one and had no qualm about that. He wasn't going to bring harm to her.<br/><br/>Soon enough, though, he felt the need to roll his eyes a second time. The fact that she had actually thought he might have lived in an igloo was laughable. "Eskimos certainly did live in igloos at one point in history, but that was a long time ago. I just had a small apartment. I don't want to use too much resources to support one person, being myself."<br/><br/>When she finally mentioned the club, though, Nanook figured this might have been an opportunity to learn a bit more information about what was going on. It also sounded like an excellent opportunity to find out about some new tunes.<br/><br/>"I'd actually love to come." When she mentioned how they dressed up to the style of music that night, Nanook smirked and put his hands in his pockets. "What night should I show up dressed like this?"<br/><br/>At that point, Nanook's mind started to drift and he realized he would have had some great costumes to wear for an electronic music night as well.<br/><br/>Perhaps he was going to fit in much more easily than he might have thought.<br/><br/>Nevertheless, he didn't like the city of LA all that much. It lacked a certain element of nature that made him comfortable.