Seeing Alora let go of Andrew the young man had a good idea of what was about to happen to him. Feeling the nails dig into his skin, a smirk formed on his handsome lips. “You know, nails don’t really bug me, in fact they might turn me on a bit.” He whispered to her, though his tone held a note of playfulness. Lucas rolled his eyes as Alora latched on to him. Of course she didn’t care about the humans, money, money, money. He wasn’t trying to scare them, not in the least, glancing back at the girl, and the smelly man who had joined them, he shook his head again. Neither of them seemed to be listening to what he was saying anyway.<br/><br/>“Don’t be such a sour puss. It’s bad for business.” He reminded her. “I’d just rather not see a horror movie break out in our club simply because someone got a little too intoxicated.” He added rubbing his arm. She hadn’t done any real damage it. Coming upon the nightclub, he parted from the group, going in a separate entrance, one that would lead him through the lounge area for the staff, and their guests, directly to the bar. Humans. They had a preference for fruity drinks, he’d have to bring up more pineapple juice.<br/><br/>Gabriel stared down at Alice for a moment as they walked, she had begun to ramble on about one of the vampires, he hadn’t cared enough to remember the name, he assumed it was one of the lesbian lesbians. Probably hitting on the young girl. He’d noticed the women around them were all vampires. The men though, his eyes narrowed, they didn’t have any signs of vampirism. That meant they were werewolves., after all he knew every single human who had traveled to the city with them.<br/><br/>“Fucking wolves.” His voice was low, lower than anyone would have suspected as he barely used any breath at all. He didn’t care if they knew, each human had to check in each day by video chat, if they didn’t do that things would come down, like all hell on fire if one of them didn’t check in within 30 hours.<br/>