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[outside] 

"It, it doesn't matter." Arlen finds himself stuttering in reply as his attention is drawn into the ladies eyes. "She is no longer of this world, an unnatural abomination." He firmly declares.

It took him a moment to realise she was handing him her luggage and he quickly snaps it up, business card still in hand, when he does.
"Of course Paisley!" His voice eager for her approval.
"Right this way!"

As he leads he towards the tavern he speaks.
"Ahh never mind about my stories, there was this one vamp that nearly had me! Took his eye right out his head!.. Oh but I mean where have you traveled from?"

The excitement of his story nearly brought him to his usual full attention but the deceptive allure of the lady was too strong, even for his erratic concentration and short attention span. He fell easily victim to her ploy. Partially mesmerised he leads on in a slightly dazed state.