[The people around largely give every appearance of being now mildly horrified clubgoers, mostly normal humans. The security guy in the corner watches them like a hawk, but doesn't reach for his gun again, instead backing off when his boss gestures.]

[The vampire himself seems...unimpressed. Hard, bright green eyes sweep over her, and he tilts his head slightly. He could argue the point of her threatening him--after all, the club's security cameras recorded her stake-brandishing--but he decides to let it go for now.] Then what brings you here?