"That's better," he says, as if he is certain she's taking him up on it by trying to stick him with the bill. And then she pays for it and he can't help but laugh. "Aren't you just a precious tease," he says with a grin, not even the least bit offended and seemingly unflappable. Of course, he's not good with showing he is, at least until the blood starts flowing.

Leaning against the bar, ignoring his drink because his attention is on her and he's not letting it be distracted. Not yet.

"Piper," he says, not bothering to offer his hand. "Welcome home," he taunts, leaning in a bit closer to her. "And only the special ones. But you know you're special, and I'm betting you know I'm different. Don't you?"