"Playing hard to get, now, chére?" Caroline purred as she lead the way towards the alleys. "Don't do that to me, now...I'm hurt." The french vampire feigned a somewhat sad tone, even thought she was pretty obviously messing with the other vampire as she walked by. She then stopped short in her tracks, and turned her sight. "Are you even Klaus? Because I have never ever heard the word business coming from your mouth."

Her head tilted slightly. as she undid her steps and grabbed Klaus' arm. "You're aching inside. Ghosts and skeletons from the past? Or worries of the present?" Caroline said in a soft, tone. "So much you can't have fun with a proper lady. But it's okay, chére. You've still got my good graces. I'll bring you to a place." She whispered. "A place of trust, what with hunters and vampire loons eating other vampires these days."

Her gaze rest upon Klaus, and then upon the neon lights a little way away. "The Twilight Match. Two lovebirds started the club. They were coworkers at my clinic. I even forwarded some money for their business to boom. [i]They are of trust.[/i]" The French Vampire accented as she leant towards Klaus even more. But not playfully, not smiling.

"[i]Les cochons[/i] attacked and ruined part of my clinic. They also took my fledging. All while I was supplying a blood delivery to some meeting." She said in a somber, scowling tone. "Not even hunters do that." Her arm was becoming a steely grip by the moment. "A proper lady has to be beaming and smiling, but even I won't be able to keep doing that if I don't get a little break from this. At this rate, I'll rip their hearts out of their chests, and watch them struggle with what left they have of life."

And then, all of a sudden her smile and coyly nature was back, as she giggled slightly. "Well, what do you think of this place? Good as any, huh?"