“Nice to meet you Chris.” The man’s hand felt warm and strong. JC could see the muscles flex along the arm which seemed to almost radiate heat. The Gangrel wondered what the blood of such a specimen must taste like.
He was about to ask what the films were but then noticed the sign in the window as they made their way in.
“Looks like a Brad Pitt night,” he said with a slight smile “I’ve seen both the films but haven’t read any books.” Jennifer seemed… different. It was only a slight relaxing of her demeanor (she still had the air of a coiled snake) but it made for a big change given what he was used to.