Mira's eyes flickered to the door as Otto came in with a stranger. A hundred years ago, she would've asked a Black man to leave, even as a vampire. However, as New York grew more diverse, she became reluctantly tolerant of colored people. Still, there was a stiffness to her as she stood up to greet the man. Old prejudices were hard to break. "Hello, Lee," she said, taking his dark hand in her pale one. She pulled away a bit too quickly and looked between the newcomer and Otto. "What brings you here?"

She found herself growing more cautious with each guest. There were so many strangers about recently and, in addition to the tension between the Blackmoores and rogues, she wasn't terribly thrilled about it.