Thalia looked around, and noticed how just about everyone had left. The only people left in the room were her, the drunk that was now lying on the floor, and the hunters.

[i]Well[/i], she thought, [i]I don't think vampires age.[/i]

She flew up onto the counter of the bar, and took a deep breath, the hunters started rushing at her. She made sure her lungs were full of air, and let out her breath onto the entire crowd. After about a minute, the room became covered in a layer of dust, and the vampire was still on the floor. Thalia walked over and gave her a nudge, she moved slightly, so she wasn't dead dead.

[i]Well, that's good, no one who wasn't threatening me died[/i], she thought. 

Thalia knew that a few hunters escaped, but hopefully they would think twice before attacking her. She pulled her wings back so that she looked human again, and grabbed a broom. The next hour she spent sweeping up and clearing the room. Eventually, there wasn't any sign that a fight had occurred.

She flipped off the open sign out front, it was almost 3 in the morning. Thalia walked over to the bar, and made one more drink. She woke up the vampire, and handed it to her.

"Hey, I'm locking up. Here, this one's on me," she said, as she gave the vamp the drink, and walked out the door.