*Stumbles from a corner and looks around, scowling, she ajusts her blouse by undoing the top button and glances behind her*

Hmmm, He tasted like glue... Ack... What does it take to get a feed on someone who isn't tanked up? I have tried at least four people tonight.....

*Still scowling she picks up her long, heavy velvet skirt and saunters to the bar...*

Damn, I can't even hear myself think in here.

*She looks arund for potential prey*

Where the hell is Orquid anyway?