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Rosette at the bar, the Asylum's previous bartender quitting after a rumor went around that he was getting replaced. He decided the whole "You can't fire me I quit approach was best" She was serving drinks when Jenette came forward "How you holding up little duckling? Any luck searching for my sweet kitten's destroyer?" 

She always called her sire that, it was weird. She sighed and said "I haven't found any clues. How are things with Terese?" 

"Terese has...gotten better but, she can still have her bitch moments" Jenette admitted "Though you should know that little duckling. I need you to work overtime tonight, I am expecting "company" " Jenette left for the upstairs room and said "Don't wait up" 

"Same old Jenette" Rosette said aloud though said quietly "Why is this always their opening song though?"  refering to Isolated by Chaism

Rosette kept serving up drinks to customers mostly humans, but she has seen some Kindred and had to give them the "special" wine

"Hello," She paused looking at the two who entered and noticed they were Kindred. All Kindred can tell another kindred from a mile away. Rosette smiled and said "Welcome boys, can I interest you in the "special" wine?"

The two men approached the bar.

" 'Special' Wine?" Stephen asked Marco, who seemed to know what he was doing for once.

"Oh, that's just what they call proper nutrition around here. Don't want to scare the blands."

Stephen looked lost. After looking left and right to make sure nobody was listening, Marco leaned in and whispered in a conspiratorial tone.

"It's red human juice."

"Oh."

He sat down awkwardly, still not really understanding what the heck was doing on.

"Um, yeah. Sure. Special Wine."

Marco sat down too, a lot more at home. Apparently he was a regular.

Marco dunked the entire thing back in a single shot. Stephen sipped at his.

"You serve, we show!" Marco chuckled at his own little joke, eagerly motioning for another. Stupid Malkavian getting in over his head.

This is probably where most of his money went.

"I don't get out often." Stephen understated, "Forgive me for not really understanding how most of...this works."

"Aww, don't worry about it. It'll just come to you. Of course, once you've thrown back a few shots things get really fun -"

"Marco."

Rosette looked at Max and said "You look like you could use the "special" wine" She went down and passed it to Max "Always willing to serve the Kindred in Santa Monica." She paused and said "I don't think I've ever seen you before though, they call me Rosette and you are?"

Max took a seat closer to the two. "Um, I'm Max," she said quietly, looking around. She looked at the glass of blood, biting her lip. "Aven is my sire, I don't know if you guys know him or anything."

"Oh no that's why I'm here," Max frowned. "He doesn't want to deal with me, said to go ask my questions here, and disappeared again."

Max looked relieved, choosing to ignore the expression on the loud one behind the one beside her, Marco, if she remembered correctly. "Really? Cause like, I don't understand any of this. One minute I'm a photography major at UCLA at a late night shoot, the next I'm waking up in some smoke haze apartment thirsty as hell and completely confused," She frowned. "I have no idea what's going on."

Rosette looked at her and said "We're all pretty new to this, it's been five years since I was sired and I still don't quite understand it"

"You didn't get the tape the legendary Smiling Jack left?" Rosette said confused.

Max looked at Rosette. "Who? No...Again I woke up completely alone, I've only seen Aven like 5 times. He's constantly stoned." She looked at the one beside her. "Me?"