Angelique Stravinsky looks up into Barir's dark eyes and smiles demurely.<strong>"I'm enjoying it very much, thank you, Barir. You didn't say much in your presentation, and I must confess that my curiosity is piqued. Where are you from? And what brings someone so capable with such obvious...prowess,"</strong>she squeezes his bicep lightly,<strong>"to DC? You seem to present yourself as a mystery, Barir, and I <em>love</em> uncovering mysteries."</strong>She smiles and squeezes his bicep again.<br/><strong>"You know, I have a ghoul that found her passion in sculpture. If you'd be so kind as to indulge a Toreador and her ghoul, I'm sure she could craft a marble sculpture of you that would put Michelangelo's David to shame."</strong>Angelique stares up into Barir's eyes with an almost-pleading expression, and though she is obviously flirting she also sounds to be making a sincere offer.<br/><br/>Cohn nods his agreement with Ingrid, at least for the sake of conversation.<strong>"True, Elysium does take on a less interesting, less themed air here. To be honest, it's probably due to a lack of Toreador in the city since Prince Marissa culled their population back in the fifties. Keep this between you and I, but having the Ventrue run things can give Elysium the atmosphere of a stuffy boardroom meeting instead of an Elysium set up for the viewing of art or the exchange of information and an open forum. Luckily for us, we have the Chantry to retire to when this becomes too stifling for our natural tendencies, though there is still the occasional headache there as well."</strong>He changes the subject, perhaps noticeably awkwardly.<strong>"Where are you from, by the way? Your accent makes me think Germany, though I could be wrong. I haven't had the opportunity to spend as much time in Europe as I'd like, being busy for the Clan here and being native to the U.S."</strong>