As soon as Ingrid sat down, she crossed her arms and threw one leg over the other, bluntly remarking to Colette, “Just so you know, I’m suspicious of you, so I hope you have a story that’ll convince me otherwise.” She then looked off to the side with a prideful, sour pout on her face.
Colette giggled a bit behind her hand and acknowledged her doubts. “Your qualms are dully noted, Miss Vampire Queen.”
Ingrid scowled. “For the duration of this conversation, you better not call me that anymore.”
Rohit scratched his temple and quickly got back on topic. “So what is it you have to share with us then?”
She smiled seductively his way, as she scanned his physique while saying, “Well that depends on what you’d like to know.”
“Let’s start with who you are and what your intentions are,” the vampire heiress bluntly replied.