Chapter Four:
"Report!" Nemo ordered the young man they found in Budapest.
He rolled his eyes. "No warm welcome, I see," he said. He looked at Angela. "Who's this?"
"Angela," Nemo answered. "She was sent from the Holy Order to help us. Now, report."
Sawyer raised his hands in defence. "All right, all right," he said. "This whole place is crawling with Vampires and Dracula's henchmen. But, tonight we can attack at the massive masquerade ball. Dracula will be there, leaving himself open for an attack."
Angela made a face. "You just said Budapest is crawling with Dracula's servants," she said. "Make up your mind, boy."
"All I'm suggesting is that we should at least try to kill him tonight," he explained. "He'll be distracted by the ball."
Everyone looked to Nemo. "Tonight," he said. "For now, we will return to the Nautilus." He turned and began walking to the ship.
As the League followed the captain, Sawyer walked beside Angela. "Yes, Mr. Sawyer?" she said. "Did you need something?"
He shrugged. "Not particularly," he answered. He watched her out of the corner of his eye.
"Yes, you do," she said. "And if you continue looking at me like that, you will continue your life without your eyes." She heard him mutter 'sorry' and she sighed. "And in answer to your questions: yes, I'm of age; no, I'm not seeing anyone; no, I will not allow you to court me; but, yes, I find you rather cute. Of course, I also find you quite young."
He stared at her. "How did you know—"
"What you would ask?" she finished for him. "I have my tricks. Good evening."