Darion couldn't help but give the woman who took the seat next to him a suspicious look.  He noticed her studying him out of the corner of his eye, and then she sat next to him, and ordered the exact same thing as he did.   No way would a vampire that made such a theatrical entrance would seem interested in someone who looked like darion.  And if they were it would never be a good reason, or the interest would not be good for him.   He kept looking at her over his drink until she offered him the sugar.<span style="color: Blue">“Darlin, no marine would ruin a good scotch by corrupting it with sugar, or deluding it with water.  It is only good if kept cold.”</span>he commented to her before his attention was brought elsewhere.<br/><br/>Someone proved to have even better theatrics with how this new woman appeared, seemingly out of nowhere.  Out of the shadows.<span style="color: Blue">“impressive, but full of herself much?”</span>darion commented quietly, directed to Lilly this time over his shoulder.  But then the display she made with the councilor.  Ok, he had a feeling he would wish he was in the same room to watch them get acquainted again.  That would be interesting.<br/><br/>But of course the meeting continued, and his question was answered.<span style="color: Blue">“Yay, at least it is something a Marine is good at.”</span>he sighed and grumbled.  It sounded like he was chosen as a backup if shit hit the fan and fighting began.  He just sighed and drank his scotch then offering the glass to the white haired girl, and waited for the refill.  The meeting was winding down and the monster-like bat vampire that was going to accompany them told them to start getting ready.<br/><br/>He looked over his shoulder at Lilly and her maid outfit, and remembered the feel of her body under it.<span style="color: Blue">“Lilly, I assume you have a different outfit than that useless maid outfit?  If it is here, go change.”</span>he said, though when he felt his pistol at his side, and was looking at Lilly.<span style="color: Blue">“if you don't have any weapons with that outfit, I have a 9mil in my bag, I'll meet you in my room and get it after this drink.”</span>he said, sipping at his new scotch.<br/><br/>When she would have left to go through with that order  he turned back to the councilors to ask another question.<span style="color: Blue">“Ok, one last question.  Why exactly are you assigning me a servant and I couldn't bring my own?  She obviously has some fighting experience, that is a big plus with me so you chose well to make me want to keep her around.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>