While walking toward the Harpies' table, Helena extends her hand and lets Sebastian kiss her hand.<strong>"This will be an important Elysium, Sebastian. Be sure to meet all of the new Kindred you can. I don't have to tell you that there's always someone here who needs something that only we can provide."</strong>Helena gives Sebastian a wink and continues to the Harpies' table.<br/><br/>Art decides to stand and talk to Barir for a moment.<strong>"I'm glad you chose to come to DC, man. We've got a good community here and most people are pretty friendly, and we can always use more good Kindred here. I've got a lot of respect for the Sheriff; she does a great job here. But if you guys have a problem with the Garou, the werewolves, just come to me and let me know. I'll go talk them down with a six-pack and some hash and get everything hunky-dory again. They're good guys who mean well, they just don't get along with most Kindred, man. I just don't want to see a misunderstanding wind up with anybody getting hurt."</strong>He takes off his black wool coat, folding it and carrying it over his arm for the time being.<strong>"But you said something about sanctuary. I hope you're alright, man. Is somebody after you?"</strong>He looks around for a moment, suspiciously, then moves a little closer and speaks more quietly.<strong>"If there's anything I can do to help, let me know, man. I can talk to them and see if it will help."</strong><br/><br/>The four Harpies look Deitrich over again.<strong>"Certainly, have a seat,"</strong>Monica Black says, gesturing to a chair between Cynthia and Cassandra.<br/>After listening to his 'sales pitch', Cynthia smiles at him, her face beaming.<strong>"New in town, yet he remembers to bring tribute to be allowed to stay? What a proper gentleman, and a Ventrue at that."</strong>Cynthia reaches out a hand and rests it on his shoulder in order to caress his neck and face seductively.<br/>Helena smiles at him, asking<strong>"So, Deitrich, where are you from?"</strong>