Zach entered a bar. Someone was in a brawl. "Humans are unbelievably stupid sometimes." He thought to himself. He sat at the counter, and ordered a drink. "ID, sir?" Zach passed the bartender his fake ID. He received his drink, then, hypnotised the bartender into letting him leave without paying. "Ah... A nice beer." He chugged it down. Vampires couldn't get drunk, but they could still like alcohol. He looked for a good place to eat.