Lamar hadn’t replied to Emil’s exclamation; his only response was a grin. He was satisfied to have gotten to the vampire’s core with his teasing since it amused him greatly. Emil felt like huffing and pouting for the rest of the evening. But as things typically did, the scenario changed in a matter of seconds. A woman’s voice addressed them and Emil looked up, meeting Lisa-Joe’s eyes in a heartbeat.
“Ms. Hampton!” He greeted, giving a nod of his head to acknowledge her. He made sure to shift to the side of the elevator, prodding Lamar along with him so that they would make room for the vampire. Even though there was plenty of space already, he wanted to be sure the gesture was made that he was to accommodate the elder vampire. Lamar raised his eyebrows, giving the woman a skeptical look. Emil wasn’t paying attention to that, at the moment, since he was struggling to recap the entire conversation he’d had with Lamar to Lisa-Joe so that they didn’t have a misunderstanding.
“Oh, it’s really an awful happening. One of my dear friend, Candice, was booed upon a stage at a comedy club and it hurt her so much that she ended up crying over the whole incident. I really don’t know how to make her feel better about it, and admittedly, it was partially my fault.” He let out a sigh, owning up to it but then quickly waving his hand.
“But oh, enough of that! The last thing I’d want to do is damper your evening with such harrowing tales, Ms. Hampton. Why, Lamar and I were about to go down to have a couple of drinks at the bar. You’re free to join us if you’d fancy,”
Emil proposed, gesturing to Lamar as he spoke his name as an informal introduction. Lamar shook his head, folding his arms across his chest.
“Actually, you’re not invited,” The Earth Nymph spoke with a bitter tone. Emil’s eyes shot open wide and he looked over at Lamar with a bewildered expression. Lamar was persistent.
“That’s right. You’re not invited, Ms. Hampton.” Lamar repeated, speaking the female vampire’s name in a particularly mocking tone.
Emil was so taken aback by his companion’s words that he was temporarily forced into silence via his shock. He knew he ought to say something, but perhaps a part of him thought, maybe she won’t react that badly.