He placed his long, thin fingers with the clawlike nails on one of his rows of books and rested his forehead against them thoughtfully. His fingers were indeed cold, almost as cold as stone. Despite his love of Vampirism, his shelves did contain other works too. He now took down the complete works of Shakespeare and took it over to his desk. He turned the pages, searching, searching...
Veronica turned around and looked at the people behind her. As she turned her hair swished. Turning back, she asked Michael, who was seated opposite her, "Are they looking at me?"
Michael looked over. "Yes". He laughed. "Probably thinking what a handsome couple we make" he joked.
"It suits you, you know, laughing."
The waiter arrived just then so they asked for a red wine.
Wearing a pair of thin white gloves, he pulled off a small piece of white notepaper. Picking up his black pen, he wrote neatly in the middle a quotation fromShakespeare's Cymbeline;
"Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney sweepers, come to dust".
He folded the note in half and placed it in an envelope but instead of licking it, he tucked the flap neatly underneath. He then wrote Cecilia's name on it in neat, black block capitals.