I have them over a barrel and they know it. They insulted me a bit with their initial offer so I drove up the price. [ She smiles in a way that is at once perfectly sweet and incredibly dangerous. ]

Just so I know, are you the 'wear a lampshade on your head and challenge the entire room to a chugging contest' sort of partier, or the 'sneak off into a dimly lit back room with three people and a bottle of expensive scotch' sort? [ There are two kinds of immortals, in her experience. ]

[ (She probably shouldn't be almost-flirting with him but it's her nature.) ]