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The courier nodded, mutely and Scarlet gently Drew him close and sank her fans into his neck. His blood was sweet and pure. Taking only enough to keep the gnawing hunger at bay, she let him go with a chaste kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you, darling," she purred in his ear. "Feel fee to take a nap on the bed if you need to. The room is already paid for. And if you show your birthmark to my attorney, he will see that you are compensated."

With that she left the slightly dizzy youth and joined her man at arms outside, where a long, black limo was waiting for them.

"How rude," Scarlet muttered to herself as she got into the limo.

She gave directions to the driver and settled into the luxurious leather seat with the werepup on her lap. She must have "dozed" because when she came to herself, the pup was suckling on her fingers.

"Poor thing is so hungry," she cooed. "Driver, stop by the next health food store and get us some raw milk and ground beef, if you please."

The driver nodded and pulled over. He ran inside and came out with the supplies. He passed them into Scarlet and continued to the airport. With the pup fed and napping in her arms, she boarded the plane and took off for Moscow.

Scarlet sensed Vincent near, but didn't look up. She just stroked the pup as he napped. She could smell the woman's perfume on him, and while she was too old to be jealous, she didn't have to like it.

"Are you going to stand there moping like one of the heads from Easter island?" Scarlet finally demanded. "Or are you going to give me some sugar and swear to never leave my side again?"

Scarlet caught the back of his head during the kiss and kept his face close to hers for a second after they broke appart. "Darling, if I am ever truly angry with you, I'll drain every drop of your blood and eat your liver." Then she let him go.

When Vincent was jumped from behind, Scarlet just smiled. Served him right, she thought.

"You must be Vincent's friend," she cooed, holding out her hand in greeting.

"Yes, this is the orphen Vincent created, although to be fair, the clan was very confrontational. I hope you can instill more discretion in him." Scarlet gave the puppy one last cuddle, brushing his soft fur against her face, before handing him over to Gorbachev. Then she reached into her bodice and pulled out a business card. "If you need anything--supplies, special training equipment--contact my lawyer and he'll make the arrangements."

"Fine," Scarlet murmured. She let him go and marched in the direction of civilization. She was craving some absinthe and determined to find it. Using her super-human sense of smell, she followed the faint lickerish and alcohol scent to a small bar. It was more like a parlor than a bar, but Scarlet found a seat and ordered a shot of green liquor with a sugar cube. The host lit the drink and after a moment to let the sugar caramelize, she blew it out and threw it back. She enjoyed the tingling burn and comforting caramel flavors.

She didn't like Vincent running off without her. It made it seem like she was waiting on him, instead of the other way around. What she needed to do was find something for herself. Something she didn't have to share. She looked around the bar, trying to find a snack.