Kitâ€™s eyes widened and he sucked in a small breath.<span style="font-style: italic">Oh.</span>Oh, this guy was good. This guy knew how to<span style="font-style: italic">play.</span>He didnâ€™t seem fazed by Kitâ€™s antics at all. Kit smirked and leaned closer. Using his normal voice, he said, â€œOh, darling, who said anything about a test?â€<br/><br/>With the exception of Kitâ€™s initial reaction, he didnâ€™t show how the manâ€™s words affected him. While he conveyed relaxation, even amusement, on the outside, there was a storm of emotions inside. Kitâ€™s mind whirled with the riddle the man presented him. Obviously he was not human, so he was most likely a werewolf or a vampire. Kit was leaning towards werewolf, based solely on the manâ€™s appearance and mannerisms. And werewolves have heightened senses. Maybe even more so because of the blindness.<span style="font-style: italic">That isnâ€™t all that uncommon,</span>Kit figured.<span style="font-style: italic">When someone loses a sense, the others get better to compensate.</span>Kit is almost certain now that the guy in front of him is a werewolf.<br/><br/>He signals the barkeeper with one hand, and orders a glass of whatever wine they stocked. His eyes never left the man -no, werewolf- in front of him. â€œItâ€™s just a bit oâ€™ fun, really.â€<br/><br/>Alright. So â€˜werewolfâ€™ explains why Kit wasnâ€™t able to trick him and it says something about the manâ€™s intelligence that he figured out the deception almost right away. Also, it is a possible reason to why he knew Kit was at a club, though not how he knew what Kit was doing at the club. Maybe he could smell the alcohol or something on Kit.<br/><br/>What utterly baffles Kit is how the guy<span style="font-style: italic">knew his name.</span>Perhaps Shard had told him? Kit quickly discarded that idea. There would be not reason for her to mention him. After all, Kit hardly even knows her and it's not like people make a habit of discussing him.<span style="font-style: italic">So how in the world did he know my name?</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Who is this guy?</span><br/><br/>The barkeeper arrived with his glass. He turned so that his back was leaning against the counter with his ankles crossed, his right side to the werewolf, his left hand holding his wine glass. He took a sip and eyed the man out of the corner of his eye.<br/><br/>â€œWell, it seems to me that I am at a disadvantage. After all,â€ here he lowered his head so he was looking up through his lashes, â€œyou know my name, but I donâ€™t have the pleasure of knowing yours.â€