Vlad and Lilith met at the Blue Velvet. Lilith got them a table while Vlad went to the bar and ordered two Plasma Janes. Placing the drinks on the table, he sat down and looked at her. “Well? Why are we meeting here instead of at my mansion?”
“Because your mansion is dull and dreary, and I don’t want to be depressed tonight,” she replied.
He glanced around the bar, disgust on his face. “I don’t know how you can stand to come to places like this.”
“Because it’s fun. You need to get out more. Stop being such a fuddy duddy.”
“I don’t even know what that means.”
“It means get the stick out of your butt and live a little.”
“I’m technically dead.”
“If you don’t stop trying to bring down my good mood, I’ll stake you myself, then you will be dead literally.”
“Fine,” he retorted, pasting a smile on his face. “Better?”
“No, now you look constipated.”
Slamming his hand down on the table, he said, “Are you and Caleb making any progress with the McGuire girl?”
“I’ve only talked to her that one time. I don’t think Caleb has seen her again, either.”
“What did you think of her?”
Lilith thought about it for a moment. “She’s curious and wants to know more, but concerned about the consequences of what she might find out.”
“Do you think you can persuade her to join our side?”
“Too early to tell yet.” She took a sip of her Plasma Jane. “I have done some research on her, however. Her mother is still living, and she also has a brother and sister. She moved here to be with her boyfriend, who is a detective.”
“A cop? Oh, that’s just lovely,” Vlad snorted. “Cut off all contact with her immediately.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Why not? Her boyfriend could jeopardize our plans! We can’t get anywhere near the police, not even a little bit.”
“But think of the advantage it could give us,” Lilith said, leaning forward. “If we have the girl under our power, we could obtain information that could be valuable to our cause. Things that could help us plan our strategy better. You know how persuasive Caleb can be.”
“Hm,” Vlad said, stroking his chin thoughtfully. “We could also feed her false information that she could give to him.”
Lilith leaned back, a satisfied look on her face. “Exactly.”
“We would have to tread carefully,” he cautioned.
They sat quietly for a few minutes, thinking of the possibilities.
“What about your breeding project?” Lilith asked. “Is it being fruitful yet?”
“I have three girls that are in various stages of pregnancy,” Vlad smiled.
“Just remember that we won’t know for sure if they are one of us until they are toddlers.”
“I know, I know,” he snapped. “But even if we get only one, that’s one more than we had. And we just keep trying. Not an aspect of the whole process I enjoy, but it’s necessary for our success.” He looked her up and down. “You’re young and ripe. Why don’t you…”
“Not even,” she said, cutting him off. “There is no way I’m having sex with you.”
“I didn’t mean with me.”
“Well, you better not mean Caleb. He’s my brother, for crying out loud!”
“Must you be so obtuse?” He waved his hand at the bar of men. “Pick one of them, let him impregnate you.”
“And get stuck with a human child if it turns out not to be a vampire? No, thank you.”
“Should that happen, we will simply give the child to the father, or put the child up for adoption. We need only concern ourselves with the vampire children.”
“Be careful, Vlad. Your black heart is showing.”
“I’ve never had a heart, not even when I was human.”
“I believe that,” Lilith said, finishing her drink. “I’m going to have some fun. Why don’t you go home and pound your organ?”
“Lilith Vatore, you will show some respect to your elder!”
“I meant your pipe organ, not your…” she gestured toward his crotch. “You are a dirty-minded old man,” she said, rising to her feet.
He watched her approach a young man on the dance floor, and in short order, they were dancing. “Maybe she’s right,” he mused to himself. “Perhaps I do need to cut loose a little.” He thought of the McGuire girl. “I think it’s time I met our new recruit.”