He looked down at her, his eyes dropping to her breasts for a moment.<br/><br/>"Is very tempting offer, yes...this 'anything' of which you speak."<br/><br/>Then, surprisingly, he pulls his eyes back up to her face.<br/><br/>"That was a vampyr.  You know, like in those cheesy novels by woman with funny name?  Annye Rice?"  He shrugged again, giving her a feral grin.  "Is easy enough to kill one.  Problem is getting close enough.  And you call me Vanya.  Everybody else does."<br/><br/>He sniffed the air for a moment.<br/><br/>"How is it you are in this predicament, anyway?  I saw you leave bar and figured you might be in a little bit of trouble, but this is more blatant than usual.  Just lucky for you I was passing by, da?"