He had her admitting to what he saw in her eyes; lust.  She was taken aback by all of this but he imagined that some small part of her wanted to dive in head first and see what pleasures she could endure.  He chuckled lightly at her words but said nothing else, focusing instead on finishing his drink.  The brandy was top-shelf and expensive but it was well worth the expense as he savored the subtle tastes of citrus and vanilla before letting it burn down his throat.  That burn reminded him that he was alive and well, a warmth that lingered in his stomach.  He finished his second brandy and put the empty glass on the bar, nodding politely to the bartender as he pushed away from the bar and extended a hand to his flustered assistant.<br/><br/>"Come on.  I think you've seen enough of tonight.  Perhaps you'd like to experience the rest of the club on your own after I escort you upstairs?"<br/><br/>He then paused and gave her that serpentine grin.  His dark eyes gleamed with the lustful possibilities of what she might choose.<br/><br/>"Or you are welcome to stay down here, don a mask and enjoy yourself as you please.  No one will know otherwise and it is all based on your consent.  I would be happy to serve as your guide in that, unless you wished to do so yourself?"<br/><br/>From afar, the blonde woman watched them, her blue eyes burning with jealousy.  She was offering her more than he had ever given to her; it made her blood boil.  Whatever it was that this new woman possessed that enchanted him so, she was going to find out what it was and destroy it... and her if she had to.