Kat watched intently as he ate the steak, relaxing, even if only for a fraction.  She gave a vague nod at his comment and leaned into the bar again, pulling her pack of Camel No. 9's out and laying it on the counter with her lighter.  She pulled out a cigarette and lit the end, watching as the smoke curled around her pale face.  "Yes, it's a bit of a nuissance at times, because the music always calls me.  Music....singing, it's a natural call for us, a strong one.  When I sing, I can't even describe it.  I know for me, I get lost in the song itself, entranced, become this creature of pure instinct."  She paused to take another drag of her cigarette and gave a soft shrug.  "That is why I have to be so cautious."<br/><br/>When he questioned her about the blood she gave a soft nod.  "Yes, we sell blood here, straight in a glass, or to mix in your drink."  She had actually had a talk with Athekka about serving blood.  It had to have been the oddest conversation she had had in some time.  Athekka had tried to convince her to use her own blood as a 'specialty blood' to add to drinks and charge at a higher rate, because it was rare and the effect gave the vampire a high.  And, because it was addictive, as Athekka pointed out, it would definately turn a profit.<br/><br/>Kat had cringed at the idea, telling her that's about as smart as putting a sign saying "Here I am" on the back of her shirt, but Athekka had insisted that if she didn't tell anyone the origin of where the blood came from, they wouldn't know what species it came from, especially since most didn't even know sirens existed.  It was an idea that she had mulled over, but she wasn't sure how she felt about it.  She had drained some of her blood and stored it in the back.  Athekka had helped to make the menus and had included the mentioned 'specialty' blood on the menu.<br/><br/>As she sat there, she seemed to debate the logic in her head for a while before she shrugged to herself and grabbed one of the blood menues from underneath the counter.  "Here's a menu for the types of blood we serve.  And yes, it's perfectly alright to rent a room upstairs, and no, I do not need to lock your door.  I'm perfectly comfortable knowing I can take care of myself."  She said with a small smile and then handed the menu to him.