Cryobionic
Seven Thousand Club
Vincent raised an eyebrow at the retreating detective, chuckling a little as he watched the other guests, still in full partymode, now even acknowledge him in the slightest. "It's Halloween, it would be hard to keep it down." He said, shaking his head with a grin, "He's welcome to try and quiet them, though. Hopefully he finds a pair of earplugs."
~Continuing continuing flashback~
"I can see where she got her beauty from," Vincent grinned at Mrs. Morse, before holding out his hand for her to shake over the table, "Vincent Buckley, manager of this joint and 'really a demon'," He snickered watching the girl closely, noting with a small start her unusual eyes. They reminded him briefly of opals, the way they seemed to swirl with different shades all deriving from blue. They were rather pretty, he decided, and he smiled at her, his own crimson ones flashing with mild interest.
~Continuing continuing flashback~
"I can see where she got her beauty from," Vincent grinned at Mrs. Morse, before holding out his hand for her to shake over the table, "Vincent Buckley, manager of this joint and 'really a demon'," He snickered watching the girl closely, noting with a small start her unusual eyes. They reminded him briefly of opals, the way they seemed to swirl with different shades all deriving from blue. They were rather pretty, he decided, and he smiled at her, his own crimson ones flashing with mild interest.