“And that’s our show! Special thanks to Jett for coming on, sharing the story of his break up with Veronica and singing us the hit song off of his new album Sadder But Wiser Girl available June 23rd in stores everywhere!” A blonde woman said and a table of six women and a charming looking young man in the middle waved good bye to the camera as the light clicked off. She then turned to the man. “Did it really end that simply Jett, off camera, really?” “Yeah, the spark just disappeared, there’s nothing left there anymore so calling it quits just seemed to be the best option but I’m far from afraid of being single.” Jett said flashing the blonde a cheeky grin, showing his white gorgeous white teeth. It was ironic with how much the man actually drank that his teeth remained so white, there were many theories and Jett only reminds everyone that if they floss, gargle and brush they too can have amazing teeth. He shot the blonde a wink behind his chocolate colored eyes before rising from the seat. “Ladies, may you all have a wonderful night, I will see you around.” With that he got up and headed out of the studio. Arriving to his car was a bit difficult, a lot of people waited outside to get photos of him and autographs which he was happy to oblige with. Jett’s pull on the human population was always at their strongest when they heard him sing. He could drink anyone’s blood if he wanted to; hypnotizing a woman into thinking she just had a wonderful night alone with Jett Vaskial but that wasn’t what he was looking for. As he climbed into his [car](http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/1e/a2/c4/1ea2c4356919c2d34e2d05c96a0ed72b.jpg) after giving the group and wink and driving off. It didn’t take long before Jett made it to one of his favorite bars which was specifically for humans. Part of him preferred to be in a place full of humans but there was still that need to drink. But that was something he could take care of when he got home; either with an escort for the night or some of the bottles of blood he had in his storage cellar. He wasn’t afraid of being around humans but he knew his limit. Parking his car he climbed out and beeped it shut. It was a Thursday night so the bar wasn’t very busy but that didn’t stop Jett from visiting the location. Inside he went and to the bar, “A beer and some fries, I’ll be at the pool table.” With that he shot the girl a dashing smile and he could almost hear her knees buckle before he went over to the only pool table and began to set it up to play by himself. 

**Elora** Elora sighed as she stepped into the bar, hating her parents for making her do this and hating herself even more for letting them direct her life. It had not been difficult to find Jett. He frequented this human bar often enough that her parents had been able to assure here that this was where he would be. She had hoped that he wouldn't show but when she caught sight of him heading inside, she had followed him. Reluctantly. Elle wore a light, wine coloured dress that hugged her waist and fell loosely from that point to half way down her thigh. Over it, she wore a black leather jacket and high boots on her feet, reaching almost to her knees. Her dark hair hung in loose waves around her shoulders and her lips were painted to match her dress while her eyes held a smokey, silver shadow. She crossed the room, watching as Jett set up the pool table. He had likely noticed her presence by now. They were the only two vampires in the room and she could pick out his scent easily. "Jett Vaskial, back on the market," Elle purred as she sidled up beside him. "And it was a calm and mutual decision, too!" She laughed lightly, and sat up on the side of the pool table, making it difficult for him to ignore her if he wanted to play. "Somehow I doubt things went so smoothly. Veronica was always so hot headed, but then, we never did get along." She and the supermodel had never had the best relationship. Perhaps they were too alike. Elora had never been known for her even temper, after all. She glanced sideways at him. "I caught the end of your show," she said in way of an explanation. "Very convincing. I bet all the human girls are assuring themselves that this is their chance!" She smirked, crossing one long leg over the other at a leisurely pace and smoothing down the material of her dress. This had not been the first she'd heard of Jett's break up with Veronica Maze but it _was_ the reason she was here instead of out enjoying herself. Her parents had been only too ready to take advantage of the vampire's sudden availability. Anything to further themselves. She didn't know why she ever played along and she wasn't entirely sure that she would this time. Not when it would have such an enormous impact on her life. Jett was handsome, there was no doubt about that. He was talented and resourceful and funny. All of the things she typically liked in a man. The problem was that she'd grown up with the firm impression that the Vaskial family were a threat and although her parents had found that easy to turn off when they had something to gain, she found it more challenging. She had decided that she would come here and torment him a little before returning home to announce that he hated her and their plan would never come to fruition. There would be arguments, but there was always arguments. "Aren't you going to buy me a drink, Jett?" she teased. "I hear you're a gentleman everywhere but in the bedroom." Her eyes flickered over to the bar woman who was making her way towards them with a beer and a plate of fries. The young woman did not seem impressed that Elora had taken up a conversation with him. "I am feeling rather thirsty." She made a point of gazing at the girl's neck before returning her attention to him and arching a dark eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.