A single light shone through the dark building coming from Anthony’s office, as he looked through the paperwork in three high stacks, on the top of his desk. The first stack was incoming cases to be taken by either him or one of many lawyers that worked for him. The second stack was closed cases and the ones that had been lost, though there weren’t many, which would be going to the records room. The third stack, the one he was looking through, was full of applications for the new lawyers and legal assistants that needed to be hired with this new floor being added. With this new partnership he hoped to get more human clients, even after all those years, many of his clients tended to be vampires. 

The sound of his office door clicking open caused Anthony look up from his work with narrowed eyes, as the head of the built up blonde security guard named Thomas, peeked through the door. Humans truly were quite rude anymore, even when he had been a human, he had been raised to at least knock before entering. It actually had made that rule as a fledgling much easier to follow. If the boy had belonged to Flora, he would be dealing with the metal punishment for being so disrespectful. When Thomas noticed the fact Anthony was there, he stood straight, clearing his throat, before a hand came up to knock on the now opened door. 

“What do you want Thomas?” He snapped a little at the man, perhaps a little more loudly than was intended in first place, which made the big, built up human jump a little bit, and Anthony sighed slightly. He had been in the office since six in the morning in order to get things really for a meeting the tomorrow and it was now being clear that he was starting to get thirsty. With his left hand he pinched the bridge of his nose, before rephrasing himself slowly to a more sociable response. "What can I do for you Thomas?" 

“I’m sorry Mr. Caito, I saw the light on in your office, and I was doing my job and checking for trespassers.” The man answered still rather tense, the fact he was far from Anthony liking him didn't make the situation much better.

“So you thought, I’ll just stick my head in a room with possible intruders? What would you have done if they had weapons?” 

"Um..." Thomas pulled on his tie softly, a common sign of nerves of humans. One of the first things he had learned to watch for at the beginning of his practice, it made it much easier to tell if the witness on the stand was telling the truth or if there was something they were hiding for Anthony to find. "..I honestly hadn't thought that far ahead sir."

Anthony stared at the man blankly for a few seconds, this was the reason that he disliked stupid people. They seemed to always be the ones that walked head first into danger without thinking of the outcome or whom they might end up hurting because of their actions. Though he had a feeling any lecture or attempt to make the boy smarter would go in one ear and out the other, in the long run it would just be a waste of his time and effect, what he really needed was to hire someone with more intelligence than Thomas. He put the papers he had been looking at back on top of the third stack, to insure his desk was tidy, before getting up and heading for the door. "Your apology is accepted, Thomas. Please leave now." He said frowning as he got close to the man and ushered him out. 

As he went to turn off the light, he glanced over the office once to make sure it was clean and nothing was out of place. It was narrow, though he made sure to arrange everything where there would be plenty of room. His desk, that was in an L shape sat in the across from the door, making his back face one of the two windows in the room. There were two cushy chairs directly in the middle of the room, and in front of his desk, on the left side of the room sat a bookshelf, to the right was a small couch, and by the door hung his many degrees. To break away from the normal light wooden floors that were through the rest of the building, his office had a soft brown carpet, the walls were a light Cadet blue. Anthony flipped the light switch off, and headed out of the building ignoring the fact that Thomas watched him as he was walking past the front desk.
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The Red Light district, though many humans seemed to find the atmosphere of this place ominous, it didn't really effect Anthony as much anymore. In fact as many times as he tried to switch to bottled blood, it seemed like every other night he would find himself back here. Although occasionally he would go to Downstairs in Red despite the fact that it was rather sleazy, and ran down, however, the last thing he needed was to be known for going to such a place. So he still preferred The Burlesque, mostly because it was quite as much of an embarrassment to be seen there by his vampire clients. 

The doorwoman Jo gave a polite smile as he came towards the building meeting him halfway to the door, the need for an invite to enter wasn't as burned into his moral code as it was most vampires, though he still waited out of respect to the owner of the dwellings. "Welcome back sir, I'm sure that you’ll find that the house band is quite up to par tonight, please go in and have a nice evening." She said politely making Anthony nod to her before going inside. The Burlesque as usual wasn't very crowded, the swing music easy to hear as it flowed throughout the lounge. The feeling of this was almost calming, if the room was a little wider, and had piano music instead of swing. It would be almost like his Sire's home had been during parties. 

He made his way to one of the tables, followed shortly after by one of the staff. Anthony wasn't really interested in the blood sold at the bar though, instead he inquired about any of rooms for feeding were opened. "I'll have to check sir." The skinny raven hair staff member said softly, before turning to leave the table. "Grazie." He replied before relaxing and listening to the band play.