"Darling is that you?" Zoe was happy to interrupt whatever conversation the vampire may have been having. Call her a narcissist but she deemed herself far more important than whatever mortal Lestat had been chatting with. "It's been years look at you." she greeted with a kiss to his cheek. More like decades, perhaps a century. They both enjoyed their very separate lives, but Zoe would be lying if she didn't admit just how much she loved causing a ruckus whenever she was with them. The blond seemed to be the only one who understood her desire to seek pleasure regardless of who was hurt in the process. "Always so handsome. What on earth are you doing here?" @thefvrious
















