<strong><em>'Oh my, that redheaded lass down there. Does she think people can't see what shes doing with those three boys? Ah, I love this century . . .'</em></strong>This was indeed a perfect night. She hadn't even bothered going all-out, and the entire crowd was completely into it. With some many Sheep in this condition, she wouldn't be surprised if she had made a killing on selling those wonderful little pills. She'd have to check with Jean Phillipe or Jacqueline, the bartenders, to know for sure. Leave to her fellow Frenchmen to handle the 'goods' for her!<br/><br/>Since she wasn't doing one of her 'epic sets', Vivienne wasn't clad in her outrageous faux-goth clothing tonight. Heeled black boots that added an extra two inches to her height, sheer hose and garters, a pleated skirt that was short enough already without the un-necessary slit in the side that showed of her lacy choice of black undies. A black long-sleeved hoodie with the hood pulled over her head, and the zipper slid juuust low enough to show that she had neglected to wear a bra this evening. She was undead, it's not like she was in danger of sagging any time this century!<br/><br/><em><strong>'. . . Bloody hell.'</strong></em>She was all ready to have a little fun, and maybe a snack, when she spotted him waiting by one of the bars. That damned Sheriff! Things tended to go wrong when the Herald or Sheriff showed up, in her experience. Of course, she'd NEVER let her displeasure show. She waved off her handsome prospect pet with a twinge of regret, before sliding through the club to stand next to him.<br/><br/><strong>"My dear Andre, what brings you to my little neck of the woods? Fancy an easy snack, or is this visit more of an . . official visit?"</strong>Now, she may be a Daeva, but even with that innate air of displeasure that Nosferatu invoke, she could always find interesting things about a man (or woman!). She just had to focus on him being big, and well-muscled, with that air of danger about him. Yes, that distracted her from wanting to gag into a napkin quite well.