Benny was thrilled to be working again. With Jake using Conner and the Oligarchy spy division for information Benny had been unemployed. He'd ended up advertising his services in supernatural forums he was so desperate for money. Paying for the type of computer systems, cameras, wires and other such things that Benny needed for his spy network was not cheap, and Benny hated to not finish a project.
The rat had done a few jobs for various wealthy supernaturals to stay afloat. It mostly consisted of spying on rivals and reporting back the gossip that would be used at next week's dinner party. Benny hated that sort of dribble, but he often thought work is work. When Emil's email had been read thoroughly - and several times for clarity of thought - Benny decided that although he had doubts, this was possibly a real gig. It was also a gig that promised good payment and an interesting case; two facts that Benny could not ignore.
How much he charged would depend on a few things, and Benny needed this meeting to determine his fee and if he wanted the case. He couldn't imagine saying no, unless the vampires Jake, Kerr, Conner, Lazarus or Brianna were mentioned, and the only real no was Lazarus. All others could be properly bought. He took ground in a sewer pipe that had a dark area wide enough and high enough from the pumping water to rest in. It was a tight fit, but Benny the rat had slept in far worse places. He'd risen as soon as the sun's light died. He stepped out of the pipe and opened a duffle bag he'd carried with him. He changed into dry clothes and stuffed the smelly wet ones into the bag. He wore jeans and a Rolling Stones shirt, his normal garb. His yellow eyes shined in the growing darkness, his pointy ears listened for the sound of his appointment.
Within a few minutes two men arrived and Benny guessed the eccentric one had to be Emil. Benny passed no judgement on the vampire. Maybe he was just Malkavain. He could be a dog in the body of a vampire for all Benny cared, he was paying. The other one Benny assumed was Bill by process of elimination. He was human and young. Benny watched them both for sometime, keeping his spot in the darkness. They were none the wiser to him. Stealth, invisibility, these were his skills. The darkness was his only friend.
Once he was sure this was not a hoax or a setup, he walked slowly into view. Emil would see him first because he was a supernatural. To Bill's mortal eyes Benny would seem to appear out of nowhere. Benny hated introductions, but he waited until he was sure he had both their focus before speaking.
"Ugh, hi. I'm Benny." He turned to his new payroll system. "I'm guessing your Emil?" His tone was friendly for him, but might sound gruff and brief to his potential clients. Benny would not let any screams are looks about his appearance affect him. He was used to it.