The indeterminate clanned vamp shrugged, "Just something I accidentally overheard once.  I don't put much stock in it."<br/><br/>He polished off his drink and stretched a little.  After sliding his empty glass to the bartender, Rafe looked back to Zola.  "So, what brings you to our fair city?  I guess I should ask, see if I can help and all, being neighborly to the newcomer."