"If he tasted that bad," Evelith began, "then I do not think I will take his eyes or feed upon his flesh.  He will only spoil the wine and my appitite.  As for you feeding in another way, this I know because I have left you plenty of rooms to 'feed' in.  They are more than welcome to accompany your eating time.  As for me, I want to see some fear and hopelessness in these pothetic things called humans.  I have been craving fear all month long.  If you wish, Dampe, there are also rooms in the VIP section upstairs if you wish to use them too."  She drank the last of her wine and stood up, setting the glass on the table.  "I also am afraid I might ruin this outfit, though what little it binds behind it."  She let out a little laugh and lightly kissed Dampe on the lips as a freindly gesture.  She licked her lips to taste them and had sour taste on her lips.  "You were not kidding.  That human was positively aweful.  I can see why you drank your wine so quickly.  I'm sure you must be looking for something to get rid of that nasty taste."