She was very blunt, but then again he liked blunt. A smile crossed his lips " I'm Adrastos the Cursed" He let out a half chuckle, how could he give her that information before he at least had her name. "I would be glad to share what I am with you, if you would grace me with your name" He half lifted his drink to his lips then decided against it and placed it on the bar. Instead he enjoyed the intoxicating beauty of the woman in black, she made his blood boil then again it could be the leather that hugged her form that set his mind racing. His awareness of the room focused on her and all he had was the thumping music in his ears and the vixen in his eyes.