Vincent looked up at Elena with a hostile glare as she questioned him.<br/>"You seem to know it all..."<br/>He sarcastically spoke into his glass as he finished his sour and reached into his pocket to pay the tab for everything through out the evening. Annoyance was creeping over him, what had started as a relaxing evening ruined in a matter of moments. Approaching Nina, he took her hand and planted a soft kiss on her knuckles before speaking.<br/>"Thank you for the quite evening, I think I'll just call it an early night and get a good night sleep, it was a pleasure meeting you..."<br/><br/>He politely waves good bye at the rest of them and walked out of the bar. The night was cloudy, concealing the full moon, he felt his sinuses almost instantly swell, shaking off the sudden surge of pain. The pain was so strong he simply walked across the street, ignoring the sister he had planned on sending back into the bar, retreating to his motel room. His concentration had faltered so much he had left his jacket along with the antique lighter and case back at the bar, that was the least of his worries. The symptoms were surfacing, his mind was slipping away slowly...<br/>