She smiled as he took her hand in hers swaying seductively as she walked to her seat, she sat down and waited patiently for him to take his own. She met his jade eyes as he sat, not afraid he would roll her, integrity and his code of honor too important to him. She felt more alive that night, different somehow, animalistic and it was not just her naked desire for the vampire who sat across from him. She had noticed the white hare he had placed in his hair, along with every detail, the way he sat, took her hand with the utmost politeness and yet she could tell he wanted more, his scent she wanted to taste him, again she returned to the tea ceremony and the question he had purposed.<br/><br/>"My trip was amazing, we uncovered the beginnings of a previously unknown temple to Mama Killa, the Mother Moon, goddess protector of married women at Machu Picchu, there were some fantastically preserved artifacts. We have written up our findings, they will be published in the latest issue of Archaeology, I will give you a signed copy," she says with a wry smile. Her eyes turn dark as she remembers the day four weeks ago, "it was only marred by one incident that put me in the hospital for two weeks, I was attacked by a jaguar, the puncture scars on my shoulder are from that beast." Tears well up as she remembers it, she could have easily died if the others had not been so close by, had not had the shotgun nearby, scaring the beast off.<br/><br/>She turned away, so he would not see those tears, took a deep breath, calming herself before turning back to him, the seductive smile returned, but with a tinge of sadness. "And you tell me more about this Moon Festival and this story you speak of?"