Dameon noticed the woman's appearance yet acted like he hadn't. He was glad his forty-five minute break was starting soon. He was parched and more than a little hungry. His body was slightly weakened due to the strenous schedule he put it through. Yet he never once thought to stop. He smiles and finishes the song. The song, the note, and his body seemed to stop all as one. The note ringing out and fading into silence.<br/><br/>He flips off the stage and doing several backflips lands his limber and flexible body on a bar stool on the right of the woman he'd seen enter. Coincedental it was as it just happened that seat was the nearest stool to the stage. He looks at the bartender. "Bloody marry double shots on the alcohol." he orders. His accent french and he spoke it fluently. Coming from him that accent was sexy as all get out.<br/><br/>He waits for his drink. When he'd exited the stage a low instrumental music takes the place instead of silence. People mingled and waited for the hottie sitting next to her to get off of break. He was stared at by all the women. Even the vampires wanted him for more than just a meal. His scent was that of morning dew upon the soft petals of a blossomed rose.