He sees her there...all dressed in black, directly across the room from him as he enters the party. "All dressed in black," he says out loud, "if you called dressed...a black hooded cape, a black mask, a black skin tight body suit and black fishnet stockings with black five inch stiletto heels." Embarrassed for allowing his internal dialogue to be said out loud, he looks around quickly but no one seems to notice his words in the crowd....except her...she was looking directly at him. She was smiling slightly, like she knew something that others didn't know. Her gaze makes him uneasy and he tries to look away, but feels himself compelled to look up at her again. Her eyes are amazing...but he can't tell why and he feels almost driven to look at her. Her smile grows larger for a moment and then she breaks their eye contact as if dismissing him.
He feels released...from what he didn't know, but he uses the opportunity to scan her body, and finds it sculpted and elegant. He feels her eyes on him again and he has no choice except to return her gaze. Her lips part ever so slightly and then she raises her hand and with one finger beckons him to her. He moves immediately and then the thought comes into his mind that he was being summoned and he tries to stop but he can't somehow. He laughs out loud, at himself, as he considers that it is Halloween...and a beautiful vampire was summoning and he was responding...how ridiculous and funny that the thought even crossed his mind. She was, after all, simply a pretty and sexy woman, seemingly alone at a Halloween party. They had simply made eye contact and clearly they thought each other attractive, so she was simply cutting through all the bull and letting him know she was interested. He puts on his best smile, as the final few feet between them evaporates...and thinks to himself that he was very interested and obviously very, very lucky!
He opens his mouth to speak his first words to her when she cuts him off by holding her hand out to him....as if expecting him to kiss it. Playing along with her, he bows slightly and kisses the back of her hand gallantly then says, "Good evening beautiful lady. It is certainly my genuine pleasure to meet you."
She smiles and says mysteriously "It will become your pleasure."
He smiles quickly; charmed by her obvious wit and the fact she is remaining in character. Trying to continue the game he comes up with "And has Lady Vamp chosen her victims yet this evening?"
Holding his eyes with hers, she smiles seductively and says "I take no victims...ever. I do however have admirers." Pulling her hand away from him, she turns and takes a step away from him.
He reaches out to gently touch her shoulder and as she turns back to him he says "I meant no offense. I certainly am one of those admirers...a new one, but admiring none the less."
His attempt at charm is met with a gentle laugh and then a warm smile. "We will see if that admiration is genuine then, good sir."
"What must I do to prove that my intentions are both genuine and honorable?" he says.
"Shall we just see where the evening takes us?" Laughing disarmingly, "You may call me....Lady Vamp...just like you said. And what will I call you, seeker of my attention? "