Alesia rolled her eyes and looked back at the person who interrupted her and the bartender. "It's not my fault that I learned to be subtle rather than blunt in a human world you know. And you didn't get what I meant at all." She took the drink in her hands and took a small sip from it. "This will do for now, but I prefer my blood fresh. So since you like bluntness so much. I want a live victim to drink from, preferably younger than 40."

Again she looked back to the man who had interrupted them. It would take a lot of getting used to, to live in a city were apparently demons and angels could be a lot more open about who they were and what they wanted.

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