She grinned as the activity around the bar reached a chaotic level, gleeful and ecstatic. Her quarry, the one with the blue hair, staggered past, heading for the restroom, and she laughed joyfully. He was cracking. She could feel it. She heard, felt, and tasted it from him. He was so very close to becoming hers... The prospect set her blood pumping.<br/><br/>He finally returned, and she could see that he was so very close... all he needed was a final push. Something gentle and delicate to set him over the edge. His offer made her laugh again. He still thought himself the hunter. He planned to mislead her with his offer, then pounce when she let her back down. This was perfect. Utterly perfect. Why not give him what he expected?<br/><br/>Nodding her head, she smiled kindly at him, "A wise choice indeed, young hunter..." she purred, reaching up to stroke his cheek briefly, "Come, my pet... and let us discuss the terms of your... mmm..." she kissed him once more, "Surrender."<br/><br/>With that, she turned and left him standing there, walking out of the bar and into the woods that surrounded it. She knew he would follow. She knew he would be planning to attack her. She knew... that he would fail.