Vivian stood from her chair and walked casually over to his, setting herself down in the chair gracefully. She motioned for the mistress and ordered a shot of rum with a glass of coke for a chaser. She turned her head back to the man, reading his thoughts she heard his name. Israfel...hmm. She downed the shot as the mistress returned and handed it to her. Vivian sipped her coke and looked to Israfel and nodded.

"Indeed. Well, who are you?" She asked bluntly.

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