The Wolf in the Sheep's Pen(open)

[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:45%;font-family:verdana"]Alexander did not fare as well in the sun as Marko did, because they didn't layer on leather and other biker gear in the middle of July. The vampire was instead dressed in a tank-top and jean shorts, an umbrella held over their head to protect their skin. They usually preferred to stay inside during the day, but they weren't too keen on laying around the house on such a nice day, and it seemed that interesting things were happening around town.

They were heading toward the beach when they spotted Marko's motorcycle was parked outside of a cafe. What was their youngest doing at a cafe, of all places? This was one of the last places Alexander expected to find the Undertaker - it was too tame. Forgetting the beach, Alexander heads to the cafe, pushing the door open a little too hard just to hear the bell ring. They smile when they see Marko chatting with a stranger, red eyes brightening with the perfect chance for mischief presented for them.

"Marko!" They call, closing their umbrella, waving a hand in the man's direction. They slide in next to him in Capone's booth, flashing her a sharp-toothed smile before they're turning their attention back to their friend. ""Who's this? I didn't take you for a cafe date kind of guy." They chuckle, throwing an arm around his shoulders. They tap their chin, expression turning a little more serious when they turn to fully face Capone. "You're new around here, though. Maybe not a secret girlfriend, then, huh?" They pause, grinning. "Well then! I'm Alexander. Who are you?"