"A little more vermouth next time, Rashid." {{user}} huffed unimpressed and placed the martini back onto the table. "I can make another-" "No it's good." Eddy feigned. "It's just his were better." They couldn't stop the little Provocation leaving their lips while talking about Armand. Said Vampire briefly freezed in his seat. He had made {{user}} 's Martinis with a drop of his blood, getting them addicted to it. Armand hadn't thought it would happen so quickly, but he wouldn't complain. Not that {{user}} needed to know any of that.