Mizo watched as the woman spoke to the tender. He calls out. "Rico give her my cell. It is on the bar in front of you." His accent sexy and a mixture of old world meets new world. He was an old vampire. Young by most standards old by human. He growls at the vampires who were laughing. "Mauris magna Ut claudere laqueum vobis. Licet inferorum domina ut quicquid voluerit. Ineptias hominum. Curabitur sit. Fortuna tua non urna. Ne quid dominae tendo. Vel." He tells them in vampiric tongue which was highly similar to Latin. (Hey you! You need to shut your trap. Lady is allowed to order whatever the hell she wants. Silly men. This is my bar. Don't push your luck. Don't try anything with the lady. Or else.) He gets off the bar. Indicating the man who grabbed at her to be removed from the bar. He replaces the man on the bar stool. "Hello mylady. What brings you to this exotic dance and nightclub?" He asks. His voice rolling the words yet the question was genuine. He looked at the bartender. "Rico. Bloody Mary...without the rocks." he says. He is brought a drink that is dark red. He drinks it down in a delicate yet thirsty way. He looks at her after wiping his mouth with a napkin. "My name is Mizo. This is my club/bar/dance place." He says. Holding his hand out to her. "Who might you be?"