“Buy me a drink?” I smiled widely at him. He blinked twice as he took me in but only recoiled slightly. I had to give it to him. Most people stuttered or downright stared when they caught sight of my green slitted pupils and curved fangs. I supposed a man who worked security for MASC, the Mythical Alliance of Supernatural Creatures, the UN division governing all things supe, would have gotten used to a strange face every now and then.
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