Marigold sat quietly throughout the entire car ride. She watched the scenes fly by outside the window with her nose scrunched up a little at the stench of undead in the vehicle. When Carson halted the SUV, Mari listened to his instructions and hopped over the shifter and into the drivers seat. Cool, she was like a real lookout on this mission, binoculars and an ear piece and everything... just like a spy! "Not that I'm lazy, but I hope you don't need me!" She said to the group as a whole "But, if you do, I promise to be there in a flash." She said with a warm smile before pulling away in the SUV. 

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Trixy briefed David and the others on good lying techniques the whole drive over. She realized she would be somewhat of a leader in this operation because of her race, experience, and age... vampires in this club would respect and possibly trust her... maybe even try to impress her. She planned to use all of these things to their advantage. When they hopped out of the vehicle, she was nearly buzzing with excitement, she always was before a job. With extreme grace and composure, she smoothed her skirt and curtsied "Are you ready, boys?" She asked with a smile that was as devilish as it could be while still maintaining ladylike propriety.

Trixy linked her arm through Carson's before walking into the nightclub, leaving David and Mikael to partner up beside them. Donning her best smile, and with a knowing nod from the guard at the door, they stepped in. Daytime or not, the music was pumping as if it were night, the bass was so loud that it vibrated through her veins like the heartbeat she'd long ago lost. It made her want to dance, and what better way to blend in for a bit? "Care to share a dance, Englishman?" she asked with a half-smile.