[During a break from the summoning ritual, Ives enters the crowd to head towards the bar. The rat vampire stops him and they briefly chat, but it seems tense at best. Hostile, maybe. When Ives steps past the vampire, he catches Wesley sitting alone at a table. Call it herd instincts, but he feels compelled to sit and join him just from that.]
I wouldn't want to sit with any of these blood suckers, either. Even if you should.
II. Audience
I wouldn't want to sit with any of these blood suckers, either. Even if you should.