[ Alucard watches Holland take it all in and, perhaps because he was already suspecting as much, isn't convinced the man likes the champagne. He seems a pretty dry character all around. Maybe he's one of those nasty, acidic white wine men. ]
Nor I yours.
[ He'll challenge, playfully. ]
You may call me Alucard.
[ As if he's decided on it, rather than the truth. ]
no subject
Nor I yours.
[ He'll challenge, playfully. ]
You may call me Alucard.
[ As if he's decided on it, rather than the truth. ]