The club was jammed pack.
"Hold hands so we don't get separated!" Simon yells out since the music was so loud. Simon held Lorraine's hand, who in turn held Demetri's. That night Demetri purposefully did not wear gloves just to able to touch Lorraine, and now he had the opportunity without looking suspicious or perverted.
The club had two levels. The bottom had the bar to the left, the dancing floor in the middle, some dancing poles on tables, and some cages. The top had tables where people were eating and so they followed that direction. The bottom was connected to the top by a swirling staircase. The staircase was black and was inscribed in red with the same symbols and writing as outside. Lorraine and Simon both touched the writing and symbols respectively, and at the touch they changed from red to white.
"That is so cool!" Simon exclaims.
"I wonder how they did that?" Lorraine asks.
"Did what? What are you talking about?" Demetri inquires.
"The writing and the symbols." Lorraine answers while pointing at them. "See, they changed colors."
"I see nothing." Demetri says and stops for a second, "What have you had to drink?" He wonders if it was the alcohol that was giving them hallucinations.
"Maybe it's too dark for you to see." She responds, which earned her a smirk.
As they walked on the staircase, the symbols and writing were changing with each step. At the top, they were met with two more bouncers in black.
"Dude, how did you make them light up like that?" Simon asks them.
"He means the writing and symbols. And what language is the writing?" Lorraine adds. Both men exchanged a knowing look and smiled; however, when they looked at Demetri, they frowned.
"Now what are you doing here?" One of the bouncers asks Demetri.
"He's with us." Simon and Lorraine simultaneously say.
"Yup, they're definitely new." One of the men says.
"But we think that it's cute to have a pet. You may enter with your pet." The other says.
"Don't fucking talk to my friend like that! Apologize or I'll have to meet you guys outside to teach you manners!" Lorraine shouts with rage. This surprised Demetri and both men, but Simon was used to her and just smiled. For some reason the bouncers seemed frightened by her outburst.
"We apologize, sir." They say to Demitri, "It will not happen again." And they let them through without any problem.
"Homegirl, you kick some serious ass!" Simon tells her with pride.
"You know! We can't let them pick on the kid." She answers.
"Pardon, am I meant to be the kid?"Demetri asks.
"Yes!" They both answered. They chose an empty table by the railings in the back. The table was in wood with glass for the top and one gargoyle as its leg. On the table, there was a red gothic lamp shaped as one of the symbols seen on the staircase. Demetri strategically placed himself in the corner, with Lorraine to his left and Simon to Lorraine's left. He was scouting out the crowd to see if there was anything out of the ordinary since his company was acting out of the ordinary: Lorraine and Simon seeing writings and symbols that weren't there, not to mention the bouncers being overall bizarre. As he looked down at the dance floor, everyone seemed fine; they were dancing, laughing, some were drinking in the bar, some were making out, and in the darker corners some were fucking. He then turns to his present company and they were both looking at the menu. He took this chance to analyze Lorraine. He already knew of her rich auburn hair and hazel eyes, but tonight she showed courage and accepted him as a friend. She actually defended him, which was odd because it was the second time that they have met and the first time that they actually spoke. Maybe it was the alcohol? He truly didn't care because it made him feel heat, which was something that he hadn't felt in ages. He also approved of her makeup, the lilac made her eyes pop while her red lips just scream at him to kiss her. As he turned to scrutinize Simon, he couldn't help but notice a man staring at Lorraine, more specifically at her cleavage. As he was about to make eye contact with the pervert, Lorraine puts her hand on his.
"What are you eating Demetri?" She asks.
"Nothing, I've eaten already."
"Dude, we can always spot you. No worries." Simon adds.
"Thank you. That is kind but I honestly ate already."
"Well you have to drink something with us. It's our last night of freedom!" Simon tells him.
"Last night of freedom?" Demetri frowns at that.
"What my best friend is trying to say is that we're going to have to go on a restrictive diet tomorrow, so tonight we're going to severely exaggerate our eating and drinking. Aren't we, Simon?" Lorraine explains to Demetri.
"How long will this last?" Demetri asks.
"Only seven days." Lorraine answers.
"Which is like forever!" Simon specifies. "By the way, I'm getting the skewered stake with guacamole and fries, and a coke for now."
"For now? Simon, I know this should be the big hurrah but that's too much. You'll really get sick." Lorraine reminds him.
"And you'll be there to take care of me as usual! What are you going to get?"
"Demetri, what do you think I should get?" She asks him.
"And no salads!" Simon quickly adds.
"Yes, no salads." She reinforces.
"Well since you've made it clear that salads should not be involved, I suggest the Red Wine-Marinated Escargot Over Bowtie Pasta."
"No escargot, thank you very much!" Lorraine quickly objects.
"It tastes just like chicken, Lorraine. Try it." Simon insists.
"No! Give me another one Demetri."
"Then the Cappon Magro."
"Is that your favorite dish?" Lorraine asks him.
"I have never tasted it but I did love seafood." Demetri tells her.
"You did love? So you don't love it anymore?" She inquires.
"I have a diet that denies me any seafood."
"Ah okay."
The waiter comes to their table.
"Buenasera, are you ready to order?"
"Yes!" Simon quickly answers, "I will have the skewed steak with fries and the red wine marinated escargot and the Cappon Magro please."
"Simon!" Lorraine chastises him. "You're going to be sick!"
"I am a growing boy! My mother says so! Order woman, so the food can come out faster!"
"Fine! I'll have the Cappon Magro please."
"Very good." The waiter says, "Would you like a bottle of wine to start with?"
"Yes, the Sassicaia please." That was Lorraine's favorite wine.
"Signora has good taste. It will be out shortly."
"Thank you!" Simon always had a tendency to be nice to the waiters and waitresses out of fear of spitting in his food.
"Demetri." Lorraine starts
"Yes?"
"For some reason I get a Greek vibe from you, not an Italian one."
"I would say a city close to the sea." Simon chips in.
This took Demetri completely by surprise. He had lived in Italy for centuries and had interacted, albeit very little, with humans and none ever guessed his native country. Not even the vampires knew.
"What gave it away?" Demetri asks intriguingly.
Lorraine and Simon just looked at each other and shrugged.
"I don't know." Simon says nonchalantly.
"I just had a feeling, that's all." Lorraine answers.
"I am from Thessaloniki."
"No! We visited there last year! Remember Simon?"
"How can I forget? That's where I ate the best lobster known to mankind!"
"Of course that's why you remember it!" She smacks Simon's arm. "We visited the White Tower! What a scary history!"
"It was the Red Tower at first due to all of the killings but when Greece acquired it, it became the White Tower." Demetri proudly explains.
"Yes, that's what the tour guide told us." The conversation between the trio was flowing so well that they didn't even notice the bottle of wine appearing on the table. Next, the food came out and not a peep was heard from Simon. The food was delicious, Simon was trying to get Lorraine to taste the escargot but that was not happening. And even though Simon had ordered the same dish as Lorraine, he still ate from her plate. Demetri noticed all of their interactions and realize how easy they were to be around. Demetri recognized that Simon was only a friend to Lorraine, so he didn't have to kill him.
"Let's go dancing!" Lorraine screams on top of her lungs once she's done eating.
"Okay sweetie, no more wine for you." Simon slowly slides the wine bottle away from her.
"Come on boys! The music is vibing!"
"I don't dance." Demetri tells her.
"Neither do I." Simon adds.
Lorraine grabs both their hands and drags them to the dance floor. She started dancing to the beat of the music, Simon started jumping around and Demetri was just bopping his head as to not look out of place. They were like this on the dance floor for a solid hour when the music suddenly changed. The sound was out of this world: the only way to describe it was like a slow techno music that just makes you want to grind. Lorraine looked at Simon and he was dancing with a stranger, so she pulled Demetri to her and started dancing with him.
Her arms were around his neck and her chin lying on his shoulder, while his arms were around her waist. He was in heaven. She was so close to him that he could smell every inch of her body: her hair, her sweat, and her breath. He could feel her heartbeat as well. Without realizing it, he was pulling her closer until there was absolutely no distance between them. Her hips were gyrating against his as thought she was trying to get off, her nails were now scraping the back oh his neck and pulling some hair as well; her face slowly turned to his neck, she wanted to smell his natural scent. Her breath on his neck triggered an animalistic response in him and he started to growl. She heard him so she overtly amplified her gestures. Demetri started digging his nails into her skin. It took every fiber of his being not to throw her on the floor and fuck her into oblivion. He took a deep breath as to control himself, he desperately wanted to taste her but her bare shoulders were not helping his control. As he was taking his unnecessary breaths, she does something unexpected: she bites his neck and suckles his skin. She doesn't have the proper strength to break his skin but the action feels amazing. His eyes roll back in his head and he moans loudly. One hand goes to the back of her head and pushes her head further, while the other one grabbed an ass cheek. Without anyone noticing, especially Simon, he moves them to the dark side of the dance floor. There, he pulls her away from his neck and starts kissing her fiercely, this time with one hand holding her hair while the other one is on her waist pulling her further into him. They wanted more of each other, their gestures were becoming more erratic, their hands were trying to find more skin to caress, and they were oblivious to the world around them.
"Scusate!" Yelled the man who broke their trance by bumping into them. They stopped kissing but were still intensely looking at each other. Both mute, both wanting to continue but both realizing that they were out in the open.
"We need to find Simon." Lorraine tells him and drags him back to the dance floor. It didn't take long to find him.
"Yo, I was looking for you guys. We need to leave." Simon tells them.
"What happened?" Lorraine asks.
"Nothing but something is up Lorraine. The bouncers upstairs haven't stopped looking at us ever since we got to the dance floor." Simon explains. Lorraine and Demetri look up and realize that the bouncers were staring at them.
"We better go." Lorraine says and the trio makes their way out of the club.
"Goodbye Lorraine." One of the bouncers outside says.
"Goodbye, Simon." The other adds.
"Do come visit us again." Both say simultaneously.
"How did you know our names?" Lorraine asks but gets no response. Both bouncers simply smile at them.
Lorraine hears a whistle and realizes that Simon whistled a cab.
"Get in." Simon tells Lorraine and Demetri and they do as they're told. Once in the car, Lorraine was seated in between Simon and Demetri, holding Demetri's hand throughout the ride.