daniel is a journalist , lestat is a rockstar … surely you must be up to something interesting ?
( taking a drag from her cigarette , the curiosity was genuine —— head tilting slightly . )
perhaps … i don’t think me & vampirism fit together .
( alex was acting weird ,everyone was acting so fucking weird to the point that her skin was itching … huffing . )
what’s your deal ?
( Their smile is furtive, though laced with a kind of knowing. Ah, but the seeds they had seen grow in Alex Slater's mind, the seeds they had planted. . . Armand places the cigarette to his lips, and takes a plaintive drag. )
Perhaps if you became one of us.
( eyes widening slightly ,she took an inhale —— fear replaced by indifference . maybe lestat was wrong ,maybe larry’s disappearance was purely a coincidence . )
i wish i could do that … my lighter gets sucked into my purse sometimes .
( Fire flickers at the end of cigarette along a single glance from Armand, the same thing happening mere seconds later at the end of his own. )
I haven't needed one in a long time.