"Dax Draven, is that any way to talk to your mother?" Alora frowned as she and Andrew joined the group in the lobby. Alora's eyes slid to the human girl. She was attractive, but, she was human. Alora had only two uses for her, blood doll for her patrons or money. Blood was out of the question. So, she'd settle for her money. Alora smiled to her, feigning kindness. "It is nice to meet you. I am Alora Jorin. Most, simply call me, Mistress Alora." She offered her hand to her, her freshly painted black nails had just dried and glistened in the lights of the lobby. "Andrew, give the lovely girl our card, won't you?"<br/><br/>Andrew drew a card for the Red Night Club and offered it to the human. "Do come and join in the festivities. It's an orgasmic, experiance." He winked at her. Then, his attention turned toward the girls. He crossed his arms. "You know, Mrs. Draven, there is plenty at the club that needs doing. If you ever feel the need to...work that extra energy out of these two, all you need to is say the word." He narrowed his eyes on Dax and Dani.<br/><br/>Alora huffed , "Now, now...I am sure Mrs. Draven can take care of this matter herself." She grabbed Andrew by his tie and pulled him like a dog on a leash. "Come. We've work to do."<br/><br/>Andrew glanced toward Lucas. "We can talk at the club."<br/><br/>Alora didn't give Lucas so much as a moment with her brother. The last thing she wanted was for the two of them to talk about her.