"Yeah," Nero said, nodding. "I got it to replace brandy, that's not something even I can get in here. It's an Apple cider I import from Germany, technically doesn't count as alcoholic in the states. But you dint care, do you? Behind you is a shelf of some vary interesting books, you can check them out whenever. But they have to stay here, expecialy when I move some of my father's books in here. But before you check them out, could you come here for a second? I'd like something from you, a kiss." He said, sweetly with his melodious voice. He grinned again, using his charm, but for now he kept his glasses on, that way he didn't use the [b]real[/b] magic of his father. He didn't want her to serve herself up for him, not just yet anyway.