As the human approached him, he frowned somewhat, wondering how much of a servant said mortal was. Not that he had the ability to deal with that at the moment anyway, for now just following him towards the club, his cloaked aura also hiding the magical perception and shadowy shield that covered him as he walked down the streets. He swore he saw glowing eyes peering out constantly, watching him...his presence was expected, that was known.<br/><br/>The club was about what he expected. Dark, gothic, yet showy. Typical of what he assumed to be an elder. Even more typical, he thought, as he was slowly lead down to the more darkened portion, the crypt underneath, glancing about the pitch dark area as he utilizes his magical perception to take the area in, then seeing Lex in a....squishy chair. Perhaps not quite totally expected, after all.<br/><br/>He overheard one of the vampires whispering as she dismissed them<em>"She always has fun with her mortals"</em>, causing him to frown somewhat, as he slowly walks towards her<br/><br/>"Well , I wasn't expecting so much of a welcome", he says with a smirk, glancing to the elder vampire, "Am I really that interesting?"<br/><br/>