In the CatHouse [Adam]

[bloodoak]

Her plane was laid over and she had the whole night to roam. She was on her way back to Georgia. she had traveled to Arizona to say good bye to some friends and didn't feel like going back home on foot. She was moving to France in six days and she really needed to get back. She need to relax a bit, but this was not the place. Here her alarms were going off constantly, this place was filled with Vampires and vile humans. There were some here who were good of heart but there was so much darkness that she could barely sense them.

She stuck her hands in her pockets and decided to try to find a nice bar. She was in the mood for a nice bearded boy. The Luxor looked rather appealing at the moment. She enjoyed the design, it was extremely unique. She hoped on the tram, fro the excalibur and found a seat. the ride was about maybe three minutes and stopped. It had been a long time since she had been in this hotel, and the giant sphinx was still just as vibrant. She walked with the crowd down the walkways and into the main lobby. Ah, what a place, such extravagance and luxury. One could feel all the money wasted away in the casino and on the over priced souvenirs that the tourist deemed worthy. She didn't quite dislike this place, it just seemed to be more trouble than pleasure. But since she was stuck here for the night she figured that she might as well enjoy it. She was wearing her favorite tank and jeans. She debated on where to spend the rest of her time here, and the CatHouse won.

The bouncer was stopping everyone at the door and the line was at least thirty long. To Bassets advantage most men found her hard to resist, so all she had to do was walk up and show her ID. The place was crawling with gorgeous women that were very scantily clad and very attractive men. The music was good and the bar called her name.

[vagus32000]

Adam Vagus was lucky, despite him not really frequenting casinos much, heck he didn't frequent Vegas much, most owners knew him. Not because he was the CEO of Blackwell but because he was the owner of the Avalon, one of the most popular and famous nightclubs in Hollywood. This allowed him to easily get into several clubs with ease. He just walked up to the bouncer, flashed his ID, and in he went. Nice and simple and it got him more than a few glares from those in line. Oh well, life went on.

Waving his waitress down he ordered a refill of his root beer and then leaned back and scanned the crowd. There were quite a few nice looking women, but Adam was taken now as the ring on his finger clearly showed. He was a one woman man and was totally dedicated to Connie. Sure, he'd talk to women but he wouldn't flirt. He was trying to get away from that now. He knew she was trusting him on these business trips and he wasn't about to break that trust. Not on his life. But a little friendly chat wouldn't hurt, however she had to come to him. It wouldn't look good on his part if he approached a woman.

[bloodoak]

She found a stood at the bar and st down. it was beyond crowded but it was worth it. She heard they made the best drinks here, and she was about to test the rumor. When the bar tender finally got to her she ordered her favorite. Of course it wasn't really hard to mess it up but when they diluted it to much it was disgusting.

While she was waiting a group of college frat boys came up by her and ordered a round of beer. She scoffed incidentally at their choice, ..You would think men would be able to handle more than beer... The strongest looking one raised his eye brow at her, "And you can drink better?" The bar tender called out her order right then, and placed it in front of her, a Bearded Boy, on the rocks, hold the water. She nodded to the tender and took a swig of her drink. She lifted her eyes from her drink as she felt the sting on the back of her throat and stared straight into the frat boys' eyes. The stare was enough and they walked away, practically with their tails between their legs. She giggled to her self..How weak men have gotten these days, can' t even stand up to a drinking challenge by a woman. Ha! Men...

She wanted to talk with someone but wouldn't settle for anything less than interesting. She was pondering this thought, when the scent of wolf caught her nose. He smelled powerful, but drank root beer. She hesitated for a moment, then followed the scent. She came to a crowner booth, and there he was. "This spot taken? She said as she pointed to the seat across from him.