[@Snarfulblast]

"Alucard? Really? Did that obsessed Japanese businessman actually get Alucard out of his 500 year old tomb? Hell, what era is this? Nevermind. Let me see what concoction has been conjured up for my kind." Mithias was still in the mood for not giving a rodent's rearside. 

A glass was poured for him, and Mithias sniffed it. It was red, dark, and volatile. "Fragrant." He commented and took a drink. "Oh. ..." He started into the glass. "I think I am feeling better already. Barkeep, I should like to know your name."

[@IcePezz]

Mithias turned when Charlotte asked him about music. The dark red liquid in his crystal wine glass contrasted beautifully against his white skin and flashy golden eyes. Mithias tried to ignore any and all images he recalled of his predecessor wooing the ladies and answered simply. "Certainly I am out of the times my dear girl, but I have always enjoyed the violin. What mode of music do you prefer?"