Alessio enters the club around midnight, dressed in a spotless black Gucci 2-button suit with white pinstripes. The click of his  polished A. Testoni shoes is muffled by the music. He makes his way to the bar and attempts to order a glass of Grappa.

*The bartender stares at Alessio a moment then clears his throat* I uh dunno what that is man, we serve beer, hard liquor and mixed fruity drinks... *Devin spots the man and immediately places a call to Bellisa.*

(Also feel free to join into the watering the flowers post by Daisy, Bellisa, Daisy and Mal are all in it enjoying a night at the club, so would be a great scene to join)

Alessio suppresses a spike of anger, narrowing his eyes at the barman.

"Top shelf vodka... with rocks... and a twist..."

He waits for his drink to be made, casually scanning the crowd. He catches sight of an "Immoral Immortal" shirt and almost laughs out loud at the absurdity. Bellisa has quite a sense of humor, for an ancient undead monster.  

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*She is leaning against the bar, watching him, having already gotten the text and made her way through the crowd. She looks spectacular in a short red satin dress with a black corset, red spike heels and perfect red lips. She fits in when she's here and the kiddies seem to adore her.

She moves closer to Alessio as the barman nods and fetches his drink.* Again... you show you emotions... we need to work on that. *A slow smile.* You are amused by this place yes? Angry before... shall I have them carry a drink especially for you...partner?

"I was just hoping for something to drink besides piss."

His words have a hint of anger, but none shows on his cold, pale face. He surveys the mass of writhing insects, his eyes shining black marbles.

"I will admit... they spend their time in interesting ways."

He pauses for a moment, before snapping from his musing to look Bellisa in the eyes.

"But what do I care for the antics of a steak before it arrives on my plate?"

He looks amused for a moment, but a drink from his glass quickly sours his expression. He spits the mouthful of vodka back in the glass, placing the glass back on the bar. Suddenly, his expression changes and his face takes on a honest expression [though it would seems like a light hearted jest at best, if one did not know Alessio for who he was].

"Please... won't you show me around... partner?"  


[move to You've gotta keep watering the flowers.]  

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