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Vladimir chuckles, a sound that is almost alluring in itself. "Of course a woman can...but this place simply doesn't suite two ladies like yourselves" He lightly looks between the two already making the connection that the two are lovers...its quite clear by the glares he is receiving from the blue haired one. "Of course I know a place" He tilts his head slightly exposing his neck more...knowing that his blood smells great...but in reality if he were to get bitten the biter would get a mouthful of old blood...blood that comes out as black as his hair and tastes worse. "I would be a terrible man if I didn't take you ladies to somewhere more suitable" He lightly pushes off the bar swigging his rum then pushing the rest toward the bartender. "Distribute that would you?" The bartender nods and Vlad turns back to the two women. "Come with me if you would" His voice comes out as a purr...if he is going to play stupid...he's going to do it with his own artistic flair. He then turns and saunters his way out, leaving the women to follow him. He doesn't even seem drunk. The patrons watch him leave then all eyes return to the two women, watching them. The silence almost deafening. 

Once outside he leans against the alleyway wall. His expression blank. He expects an attack...if not an attack a trap. However, if they wanted to continue their little game he can do the exact same until they get bored or frustrated enough to do something. He has been played enough times to know when its happening and these two seemed...not amateur like..but definitely not used to him. That in and of itself tells him they aren't a part of the vampire family. Leaving him with no answers as to where they could have come from.   He crosses his arms as he waits.