An over excited Millie sat on her fluffy bed, just waiting. The vampire could hardly contain herself. She hadn't seen her friend in centuries. Literally!<br/><br/>Evan Rainwright huffed slightly as he pulled his bags up to the front of the hotel. He had impossibly packed everything into three bags. He made his way up to his friend's room. He was fairly excited. Not only did he get to see his friend and protege, among other things, he also had a job. He heard a high pitched, jingly squeal from the other side of the door that he knocked on. With a small chuckle to himself, he thought, 'Yup. I have the right room.'<br/><br/>Millie jumped off her bed with a squeal, hearing the knock. She ripped the door back, almost pulling it off. "OH MY GOSH EVAN IT'S BEEN FOREVER!" Her loud jingling could be heard by anyone. She practically threw herself at him in an attack hug, planting several sugary kisses to his cheek. He laughed as he hugged the girl back. "It's great to see you too Millie. I can see you haven't changed a bit." She pulled back with a gasp, covering her mouth. "Is that a bad thing?" She whispered. With a shake of his head, Evan laughed again. "No dear child."<br/><br/>She grabbed a bag and drug it into her room, "Holy kittens! What did you pack old man? Bricks?" She heaved it up onto her bed and began to unhook the latches. "Millie, I wouldn't-" But he wasn't quick enough. She gotten it undone. The top popped open and things flew out. Millie burst out laughing. "Only you would pack your entire studio. You haven't changed a single bit either." She turned to him with a smile. "Oh! We have to go! I need you to meet the lady in question." She grabbed his hand and nearly dragged him to Red. In all of her excitement, she'd completely forgotten her shoes.