Alucard let his attention drift again after he'd heard Seras' response, noting  that Walter was returning frm the kitchen with a fresh pot of tea and Integra was on the telephone.   Apparently, whomever she was talking to must have been extremely dense because his Master's voice rose sharply both in volume and tone.  After a few moments, the phone was abruptly slammed on the receiver and Integra was lighting up a fresh cigar.<br/><br/>A nasty habit indeed but one not likely to result in shortening of her already brief lifespan.  And besides, it only added to the image of a proper English aristocrat.  The cigar was barely lit before Walter ventured into the study, therefore Alucard took another sip of his wine before turning his attention back to Seras.<br/><br/>"Present yourself to our Master, it looks like we'll be in for another night of fun and games."  He let a soft chuckle hang in the air before taking one last sip of wine.  He set the half empty glass on the table in front of him after a few moments then stood up, retrieving his favorite hat and glasses.<br/><br/>Alucard then took one step forward, out of his personal chamber and into Integra's study to be appearing out of thin air in front of the door.   He never actually USED doors, mind you.  Not unless it seemed dramatic enough; and even then he had a tendency to walk through them than to use them.  Several more steps forward took him to stand off to the side of Integra's desk, giving the unperturbed Walter a fangy grin before giving Integra a sketchy bow.   "Good evening."