[ The inside was pretty dark, red and kind of what you might expect from a gothic restaurant owned by a vampire. The booths were white at the moment, still needing the red paint to finish them off. There were very lush looking curtains on the floor that still needed to be hung up and a black marble bar with a pile of barstools. Rather than coming to the door she just shouts: ]
It's open, come in. [ And when he comes in she's moving barstools around like they weigh nothing. There's a pizza on the bar, still hot but nothing too impressive. A cheese pizza with chicken and that's it. It wasn't meant to be shared with anyone really, just as a way to test the oven, but she could offer it to someone whose never had a slice at all. ]
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It's open, come in. [ And when he comes in she's moving barstools around like they weigh nothing. There's a pizza on the bar, still hot but nothing too impressive. A cheese pizza with chicken and that's it. It wasn't meant to be shared with anyone really, just as a way to test the oven, but she could offer it to someone whose never had a slice at all. ]