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She watched him perform his own particularities with his food, wondering how his arrangement would taste for a few seconds before she continued eating her fries, losing the momentary whim once she tasted her own mixture once again. He nodded, which secretly pleased the Spanish woman before Robin vocally agreed to her statement.

There were things she wanted to know, but there were things he should know too. Since he opted to be the first to divulge in the things she wanted to know, Lita focused on that, as her eyes stayed focused on his face while she spoke. "How many...customers do you have? I ask because I am hoping to make this a long term arrangement. If you do something like this?" It was quite obvious that Lita on the occasion struggled with which demonstratives to use in a sentence. This might shed some light that the woman didn't speak English as her native language, or to some, might indicate that she either didn't pay attention in English class or lacked a higher form of intelligence.

"And finally, I want to know your terms and conditions before we proceed with further conversation. Your fees and availability, primarily. And what is and isn't allowed." Lita didn't blink at that final statement, which could mean a number of things. Another fry went in her mouth as Lita remained focused on Robin, the fingers on her left hand idly going for another fry and stirring it in the mixture she made, as her ears moved to focus on any sounds of steps near them that would indicate that someone was approaching and the two of them should either stop talking for a few minutes or change the subject quickly.

Lita listened as she chewed away, bemused by his asking price. Five hundred dollars seemed to be a lot. Weren't blood thieves paying people two hundred dollars for their blood? And bags were only two hundred dollars too. She expected to pay a little more, but he was price gouging in her eyes. And that was poor business manners.

Still, regardless of what she was negatively thinking, the smile never left her face as she continued to listen, this time taking a drink from the soda she ordered so that she could wet her vocal cords before she had the chance to speak. "Killing you would be counterproductive, Robin. You have what I need, remember?" Lita started off with a low murmur once she set the drink back on the table. "I have no plans on killing, or hurting you, if it can be helped." Lita admitted honestly as she picked up another fry, dipped it in the sauce and then popped it in her mouth. "And I also have no intention of paying you more than double the going rate of a blood pack. You said yourself that you have no clients at the moment. If I feed off you every night, for three hundred and fifty dollars, that's almost twenty-five hundred dollars a week. Twenty-five hundred dollars more than you had last week. Let's not be greedy. Profit is a necessity, but greed just turns a person off. And you really don't want to turn me off." Adelita sat back in the chair she was in, the smile disappearing only to be replaced with a thin, tight lips. "I say three hundred and fifty, you say five hundred. Let's meet in the middle and both walk away happy." Lita could be prompted to budge a little bit, as was the way of the business world, but could he?

He was taking a long time to answer, and Lita almost wondered if she should have agreed to the five hundred dollars, or just walked away from the deal. Robin started to talk and explain why his fee was the way it was, which mildly irritated the woman. She wasn't this Jaime-whatever his name was, and she wasn't an addict and could control herself. Quite well, actually. Or, so she believed she could. To lose control would put his life at risk, which he pointed out, but if she went so far to kill him-it was back to blood bags or feeding in a way that wasn't easy for anyone. Most of all her.

Lita had a solution for Robin about the health insurance-two actually. Get some, or marry someone who had some. She would have suggested it, but that seemed a taboo topic for an initial encounter. Maybe next time. Or maybe, like her, Robin didn't like the idea of being tied to any one person. If he was, she couldn't blame him.

"Deal." A night off wasn't something she intended on giving him, but a couple a month wouldn't exactly break her bank account once she started pushing the Frostbite hard and heavy like she planned on doing before she moved on to her next target.

"Now, I think since we have come to an agreement, that there is something you should know. I have the problems I do, because I have no-" Lita paused, closed her mouth, ran her tongue over her teeth and then reopened her mouth. Fingers moved to the upper lift, showing him a regular set of canines. "Fangs? Like the others do." She said after dropping the top lip down, her voice just barely audible over the music that played in the McDonald's. "We have to be creative. Any suggestions?" The woman picked up another fry, dipped it in the sauce she made and looked at the male, curious as to his thoughts on how this could be a successful arrangement for the both of them.

Robin suddenly seemed tentative with this new found piece of information Adelita shared with him. Perhaps she should have been more forthcoming with this fangless piece of information, but Lita figured between the two of them that they could figure something out. Her lips pressed together in a thin line as she thought about his question.

"I don't know." Lita admitted honestly, taking another drink from her soda cup so that she could think back to all the feeding experiences she had. "Sometimes when I try to, I don't get very far and I get shot at. And they rarely miss." Adelita admitted with a small sigh. "I've used bags, but..." I always wonder if the shop owners know what I am, or if they are keeping tabs on people who buy. Wouldn't you think it was a little weird asking for a bag of blood every night?"[/color] Adelita rolled her shoulders lightly and then frowned.

"Usually, when I am successful...it isn't pretty." Adelita said quietly as she put the cup down on the table and looked him square in the eyes. "Which was why I was hoping we could be creative and think of something far less painful. But if we can't...I understand and will end our conversation here, Robin." Adelita grabbed the last fry that was on her tray and dipped it in the sauce before popping it in her mouth, eyes still on him as she waited to see if he was interested in this arrangement still.