Erik Osborne

Erik is aware of him standing there long before he gets the nerve to ring the bell, but that just gives the vampire time to make a show of opening the door. It's work hours, so he's in his lovely maroon silk robe and matching fur slippers. The full length of the sleeves and the long hem make it impossible to tell if he has anything on under that, but it's tied securely enough not to risk indecent exposure if not.

"Hello, sir," he purrs, glancing down to see the card and smiling wickedly. "Lord Erik Osborne, at your service. What can I do for you?"