Alessandra had returned to her room to shower and ready herself for the night ahead. She dried her hair and zipped on a long sleeved black asymmetrical maxi dress with some black Guuci heels to match, grabbed her purse and waited in the main hall for Misha to be ready to go, completely forgetting about the man downstairs. 

Misha, in her usual tight black professional outfit, which as always, consisted of her black turtleneck, pants, and boots - was ready to go. "Well." she said, taking a risk. "Don't you look stunning as always." she told Aless. "I was theenking of biking there, but eet would be riliducous to pass up an opportunity to drive the Mercedes." she joked. "Ready to go?"

She then startled.

"Oh, ****, Victor!" she laughed, and sprinted to the dungeon to see him. "Bye Victor, we'll be back!"

"You two almost forgot about me, didn't you?" And then he starts shouting before Misha leaves. "I DID NOT SPEND 11K AND LEAVE A GOOD WORD FOR YOU WITH ALESSANDRA FOR YOU TO LEAVE ME HERE ALL NIGHT!"

"Uh." Misha looks around the room, sketchily. "No?"

Alessandra rolls her eyes and grabs the keys to the Mercedes. “You get him untied, I’ll be in the car.”

Victor pressed X to doubt, but didn't betray anything that made him think that they forgot him. "Well I would appreciate it if you would let me out, I have a theory that I would like to share with Detective Webber about the case. Also, how are things coming along with you getting the room soundproofed?"

"Excellent." Misha lied, then proceeded to untie Victor, stifling a laugh. She joined up with Aless in the Benz.

Victor rubs his wrists where the shackles were as he follows Misha. "Next time, you go on the table." He says jokingly

Misha has a sly look on her face as they leave for the car. "We'll see beeg boy."

Victor puts the key into the Benz and now that he's in a more pleasant mood, turns on some classic rock as the three of them head over to Bliss. Once they arrive, he heads towards the office, ignoring the human attendees as he normally does. "Alana, Sorrin, Lestat. Good evening, how have you been?"

Alana offers Victor a smile. "As well as always darling. Although it did feel better to sleep in my own domain. No offense Aless. Your mansion is very pleasant. It just doesnt feel the same." Alana gestures to the office chairs arranged as before before standing, heading to the door to speak hushed to the guard posted outside. Lestat seemed to follow her to the door and she whispered to him as well.

 The guard nods and heads off, Lestat kissing Alana's cheek before doing the same. After a moment, both return to the door.The guard stands post while  Lestat hands Alana a glass of wine. She kisses his cheek slightly before closing the office door, returning to her desk while Lestat keeps an eye on everything. "So now we wait. How were all of your morning?" She holds the wine glass between her fingers and smiles curiously. 

"A bit busy, but I'd say that it went pretty well."

(When you guys are done RPing, Webber will arrive)

"While I was at the mansion, I had a lot of time to do some thinking about tonight's meeting. First, we shouldn't let the good detective know about our little 'run-in' at the apartment last night. Second, I believe I have a theory for Webber in regards to the people that the killer is choosing to target. Third, from the medical work that Alessandra was able to perform last night on the victim, I believe that the killer was interrupted and had to flee before they could finish their work, considering that they were not drained like the other bodies, which leads me to believe that we are indeed dealing with a kindred." Victor relaxes back some more on the couch, a small smirk forming on his face. "You know, it's amazing how much investigative work you can do while strapped into a table for a few hours. I really suggest doing it if you ever run into any mental blocks."

(We're all ready, coach)

Alessandra waves a dismissive hand in regards to what Alana says as she sips at the glass of wine she retrieved prior to joining them in the room. "No worries, my dear, I understand. Though I would like to say all of you are welcome to rest in the mansion whenever you need to, or if you'd like to move in, I would have absolutely no qualms with it. Except you." She glares over to Victor with a sneer. "3000 a month for rent for you." When it sinks in, she continues. "Anywho, the house gets rather lonely when Misha is off to work. Harold isn't very talkative with me until I feed him, but last time he did mention that he enjoyed bunking with Sorrin the other night... Speaking of which, I don't believe I have ever seen where you live, Sorrin. You should invite me over sometime." She gives him a playful wink and chuckles lightly before taking a drink of wine again, waiting for the detective to arrive. 

She also makes a mental note to tie down Victor to the table again whenever he pisses her off again.

Victor's smirk shrinks when Alessandra mentions charging rent. He thinks for a moment, and then nods his head. "Very well. You've been very generous, allowing me to sleep under your roof, but I now it's time to start paying for the privilege."

Sorrin looks up from his phone when the rest of the merry gang arrived. Hearing Alessandra's comment on both Harold & his own place of living, he shrugged. "As you wish princess. Word of warning though, not as fancy as your place." He chuckles at the mental comparison of their respective Havens.

Alessandra waves a hand with a small smile. “Fancy or not, I’d still like to see it. I’m sure it has its own little charms that makes it very... you~”

Webber enters the building. 

Webber would be led upstairs by one of Alana's guards to the office where the coterie awaits.