Chantelle retracted her fangs and pulled her hood down, her eyes returning blue and red. Looking over at the gas station, she turned to the woman and smiled.
"Ok, well your 'gas station' seems to be sending weird gps transmissions."
With a seductive grin she looked into the womans eyes and began to compell her.
"Tell me, what else is hidden inyour gas station? Is it purge controlled?"