Morgana was as nervous as she could be without running for cover under the nearest desk.  Despite her brightly colored hair that was a golden blonde hue, bright blue eyes, beautifully flawless pale skin, (partly because of what she was now,) and a somewhat shapely figure, she didn't feel right under the light of day for several reasons, the main being that she was technically not even alive by modern medicine's standards.  Even so, if not for the Change, she wouldn't be alive in any sense of the word since her former brain tumor was gone now thanks to her 'Sire'.  Undead or not, eternally young, healthy, and beautiful or not, she was still privy to human emotions, and she was scared, which was to be expected given the new job she had applied for and all, but there was more to it.  She wasn't just scared for herself....no, she couldn't think like that now.  She'd come so far in the short amount of time she'd been a vampire.  She could do this!  Fenris was a nice enough fellow, and she had a thing for dogs since she was a little girl, having had several small puppies growing up before having to give most of them away to friends and family when her parents had moved closer to the Nexus, as it was nicknamed around her old neighborhood.  Walking into the Cafe Enigma once again, standing in a simple pair of blue jean shorts and a black sleeveless T-shirt covering her upper half, Morgana reluctantly pulled the black sunglasses she wore over her hauntingly red eyes, having once been blue before the Change and anytime she....fed they'd change back into their normal hue, but she had had no luck in finding a willing donor of late.  She would be ok for a few more days, but she was pressing her luck already, which only made her nervousness worse, in all honesty.  She hated her new way of survival, but she wasn't willing to take a stake through the heart anytime soon either just so her impossible form could find eternal rest once and for all.  She just made due with what she had as she smiled weakly to Fenris as she stood beside her new coworker, Amalfia.<br/><br/>His initial greeting had Morgana nodding silently, seeming perfectly at ease on the outside, but in reality she was shaking in her proverbial boots.  She was wearing comfortable sneakers with matching black socks to match most of her current outfit.  All that aside, she still absorbed every detail with lightning fast senses and a mind to match, another 'benefit' of being an immortal, but the sharpened senses bit was annoying at best, and a very big hindrance at second.  "You...could say that, Mr. Fenris, sir."  The young vampire replied, a just noticeable quiver to her voice as she followed along as carefully as she could, still having the occasional hiccup when it came to moving too fast for the eye to see, among other things, but she had gotten a lot better in that regard first thankfully.  Now it only happened if someone snuck up on her or scared her with or without meaning to.  She did manage a light laugh at the man's attempt at humor, a soft if weak smile lighting up her features as she felt a little more relaxed around the Alaskan Malamute anthromorph despite the fact she could hear let alone smell the blood pumping through his and everyone else's veins within a fifty foot radius.  She was able to block it out for the most part though, somehow as she followed along, again laughing lightly at the banter between him and his human friend that also ran the cafe if her ears didn't deceive her.  She nodded when Fenris said that they'd be squeezed into a tight space for a bit, but she wasn't claustrophobic or anything so that wouldn't be a problem at least, unless....someone wound up with a papercut, then she'd have to worry.<br/><br/>Who hadn't heard the rumors regarding Cafe Enigma?  It wasn't surprising that he wanted to get it out of the way when they got situated in the small, and definitely cramped office space, but it was surprising that it was true, if grossly inaccurate as he explained.  Huh, so that's what it was all about?  She had thought it was a bit more serious than that, but it was extensively small considering some of the things she had seen in the Black Gate district of the Nexus.  Technically legal was good enough for her, but she did have a few questions.  "I see.....it seems kind of incredible that something like this could be hidden for so long.  How....have you managed it?  I and I'm sure half the world heard about how this cafe was investigated every which way.  It doesn't matter in the end however, since you seem like a respectable person Fenris, and regardless, we all have our little things that we wouldn't want to have hung out to dry, so to speak.  I am however concerned....more about myself since I've only been a vampire a little less than a year.  I'm sure you can figure out the rest."  She looked down, hoping it wouldn't be a problem, but if it was she'd gladly head on.