"See, I told you." Vincent ignored his younger brother, and folded his arms as well, giving the girl a sharp look.  "Cheeky little thing, aren't you? See, you might think I'm a creep now, but wait until it's dinner time." He gave a warning grin, showing off his fangs, which elongated on command. "I run this place, and you might think you can get out, but you won't. The guys out there will tear you to shreds, regardless of what I've told them. Your best bet is to stay right here, in my home, and be a good little morsel for me. Maybe I'll keep you longer then." He stepped back, and turned to walk away, grabbing his brother by the arm when he didn't follow immediatly.