<div style="background-color:#353535; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">"Are you sure it doesn't make me look fat?"<br/><br/>"Black has always suited you, Miss."<br/><br/>"Of course it has, Jenkins."<br/><br/>Ava tossed her hair confidently. A stylishly dressed woman and man out on an evening walk wasn't a too uncommon sight in Washington DC. The only thing that seemed off about the both of them were that they were both wearing mirrored sunglasses. At this time of day, it wasn't exactly necessary to try to prevent the sun from blinding you. They did, however, look fashionable, and Ava was 'all about that shit', as she sometimes overheard youngsters say. She was quite fond of the city and its people, really. That was also why she made sure not to accidentally kill more than was strictly necessary. It would be an awful shame if she had to move again so soon, although recent news might force her to.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Acerbi is in town,"</span> she commented to Jenkins in German after passing a few loud drunks arguing over a beer can in the park. <span style="font-style: italic">"Dreadful fashion sense. What kind of self-respecting woman wears jeans?"</span> She tutted at no one. Jenkins remained silent. <span style="font-style: italic">"Probably nothing more than yet another pissing contest between her and Valtieri. Wonder when they'll just - give up on each other."</span> Even if Ava was a Daywalker, she had very little interest in the inter-vamp politics.<br/><br/>The couple progressed on their walk, moving from bright streets to rundown alleys. Fewer people, fewer witnesses. Ava had never liked it when people watched her while she ate. Out of the darkness, a skinny, young man materialized. Counting change, it looked like. As they moved closer, Ava decided against eating that particular person. He looked decidedly unhealthy, for once thing, and he  smelled odd. She settled instead for a friendly, non-committal nod in his direction. Poor bloke looked like he could use any kind of even vaguely friendly interaction right now.</div></div>