<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSYq_Vdu2MMIrsGENLwaDv54Xqfli1mPkvAUG2tc3IwYCNTZiDv)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Victor James von Rosenberg The Third<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Pothos, at the Bar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Galilea #888, Orrin, Beatrix, Open<hr/><br/>After a few moments had passed he picked up the bottle of wine and stood up.<strong>“It was nice meeting you. Perhaps we will run into each other another time.”</strong>A small smile came to his face as he gave her a rather polite nod of the head. He turned away from her as he scanned the rest of the bar area. He had noticed that the woman with the horns had taken a seat some distance down the bar from him. He wandered over to her slowly. As soon as he had gotten up and off the stool another patron had taken his place. He could smell that the male patron sitting next to her was at his limit and any more would cause him to fall off his seat. He moved in close in enough so that he could snag his chair the moment he left.<br/><br/>When the man finally and very drunkenly left he quickly slid in and took his spoke. He looked at the dark-skinned woman and smiled lightly. She was rather beautiful, and he was always on the look out for some one to keep him company. He didn’t care if it was to talk to or something more physical in mind. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out something that he had been saving for a special occasion. It was a thick and long dark tube. In it contained the rarest and hard to find cigars. The only way you could get this was by having an inside with the royal family who made them. Seeing as he had such a connection he had two on him now.<br/><br/><strong>“You have the look of a woman who knows her cigars. I can see that you are already smoking one, but would you like something different?”</strong>He opened the dark and regal looking container holding two twin paired cigars. It was often that he went out of his way to please a prospective companion. He sat his bottle of blood wine on the table to free up his other hand. He paused for a moment before he gave her a slight bow of his head.<strong>"Excuse my extreme rudeness. I am Victor James von Rosenberg The Third. You can call me either Victor."</strong>