Jackson remained at his usual spot up at the DJ booth, that way he could scan the crowd for the one he'd take home that night and feed from then send on their way. The DJ's booth was on its own personal stage, really it was high enough Jackson could see the top of the heads of the patrons in the club. Many different smells from the humans hit him and he found himself real hungry, but he fought his hunger rather well, maybe it was just the many, many years of practice he had. One particular smell stood out to him, and he knew she would be the one he'd choose tonight. "Put something lively on... get the crowd pumping." Jackson said to the DJ who nodded. Jackson slowly walked down the steps to the dance floor and where drinks were being served.
Instantly women were over him, which wasn't something new. He was extremely handsome and he gave off an aura about him that made him irresistible to women. None of them were the one so he shrugged them off, leaving many disappointed faces behind. He frowned in disappointment as he approached the bar. Her scent was still strong, but he couldn't find her. He had to have that girl. "Just rum and coke, Geoffery." Jackson said to the bartender, a buff man who was wearing a cut off black shirt and dark jeans. When he handed him his drink, Jackson took a sip and turned around, still trying to sniff out the woman.