Alex was in the bathroom, though he wasn't alone. Beneath him sitting on the toilet was a young blonde girl bleeding from the neck. Two small puncture holes were located just below the jaw line. Smiling at her he reached up a finger and punctured one of his fingers on a fang. He rubbed a single dot of blood on each of the open wounds and watched as the stitched themselves together until nothing was left at all. 

Turning to leave the bathroom he felt a hand reach up and grab onto his arm. He turned around and saw the blonde moving into kiss him. With a frown he pushed away, "Don't think that because I feed on you there was a connection between us. There was nothing. You are a blood-whore and nothing more. Am I clear?" He looked her in the eyes staring her down until she backed away into the farthest corner of the stall.

Pushing open the door to the bathroom Alex took a deep breathe. He didn't need to breathe anymore, not now that he was dead, but he like to retain the human portion of himself. Calmly walking through the bar he picked up a small napkin and used it to wipe the remaining blood off his face. The Sheriff of this district couldn't go around looking like a slob. He had certain duties.

Speaking of duties, as Alex neared the front of the bar he noticed a reporter standing next to her camera man. He watched them for a good minute before deciding to approach. He speed off moving across the room in the blink of an eye until he was standing directly next to the reporter looking down on her. "I believe you were looking for me?"