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Vlad wrapped his tail around his leg as to not swing it in a manor that would knock whoever was behind him over. And, as a precautionary measure he brushed his bangs just so to hide any feminine features that may be present in his face before turning around. He wasn't overly use to many people approaching him since the days he played openly on others stages (those were the days of Vicky/Victor, and he had reason to shy away, to not trust).

"Hello," Vlad's voice was barely above a whisper as his ears flattened instinctively. He wasn't use to people approaching him, much less touching him (and that tap nearly felt like a slap). He had a lot at stake, and a lot to protect. But, at the same time he knew that he had to be polite because this was the place he worked so he forced a smile.

Vlad felt almost a little bad about how he had reacted. EVERYTHING was completely knew to him again. Especially smells and touch- and on top of everything else there was a fresh opened wound of his mother being dead.

He blinked a couple of times before softening up a tad. He could already see that if he didn't this lady might go on forever in hopes of easing the conversation.

The story was pretty much gibberish to him. He heard so many go on and on about him from a distance that praise was well... taken for granted. But, suddenly his interest was peaked when the package was pushed into his arms. "Thanks," he said because he didn't want to be rude even though he was still leery of strangers and gifts.

He knew that she wouldn't leave until it was opened so he went on ahead and opened it. Cringing slightly as he expected it to explode or do something funny. But, to his surprise nothing happened but a sudden feeling- a tug at his heart. He ran his fingers over the ivy pattern and smiled. "This will do nicely," he nearly cooed. Something very unnatural for him other than in the bedroom...

Vlad took note of the woman's toothy grin before glancing at the card. He had only glanced a second before looking up again. All he got to see was her vanishing into the crowd- he didn't get a chance to say anything further (not that he probably would have).

Vlad shrugged his shoulder and gave another look at the violin. After thoroughly looking it over he decided to share the news with his wife and then his brother. Though, for some reason he didn't think he would be able to part with the violin even if for a second.