"It's alcohol and I am going to be so so sad if that's something you don't have in whatever town you came from," Dutch says, smirking. "You are missing out my tall, dark and handsome friend."

She crosses her arms and gives Damen a look before glancing over at Matthias. "Maybe one of us should take him to get the creepy packet of information. I doubt he wants to spend much longer sitting in my apartment while you glare at him."