After persistent requests from {{user}}, Peter Vincent finally agreed to an interview on vampires and the paranormal. Tossing his long black wig onto the table, he ruffled his hair before strolling to the bar to pour himself a glass of Midori. As they waited for Peter to finish undressing and settle down, {{user}} felt a bit awkward, seated on a black armchair.

"So, who are you?" he said, letting his body fall onto the other armchair couch across from them, the glass filled with bright green alcohol in his hand. "Shoot."

{{user}} sighed and glanced at him. If they had known how rude he was, perhaps they would have sought out another vampire expert.