Couldn’t resist that title. It makes so much sense! Amused me for the whole night. This is so deep. Wow. Blessed me.

So the Hartmann lady was there again. She still thinks herself to be a good singer. Also quite cunning. I didn’t have the heart to tell her she is neither. Nor is she the kind of woman who is physically attractive. She thinks herself to be though. I had to fight laughter down when she tried to get physical last night. Think I did a good job at that!

Coraline took it upon herself to sing duets with the woman. I doubt she thought it to be much of a burden. Next week I’ll have to talk to her and make her realise what she’s getting herself into. She needs to watch out more. Keeps bumping into things – unlike me it’s not actual objects we’re talking about, so that kind of makes things a lot worse.

Ah, but then… Dee would have been so jealous had she seen the kind of lady that joined us soon after. Says she’s a descendant of some guy named Sünder. Judging by her clothing she holds true to his name. Makes you regret ever having died. Maybe I can talk her into working together on several levels. I sure as hell would enjoy the entertainment. No letting her close to Dee though. My guess is that my blood in her system would instantly send her into a frenzy. Not the kind either of us would like.

For some odd reason neither Alessandro nor the prince were particularily angry at me. I can see why though. The prince obviously had other matters at hand – like nutjob Josef who had someone else mess with his brain – and Alessandro still having J.B. on his mind. Guess that means I’m off the hook. Lucky genius!

For his part J.B. wasn’t even there. Neither did Freddy show up. I was looking forward to some fun and entertainment. Perhaps some squabbleing between those two. But now. They let me down. Had to entertain myself. Carstens did a good job at filling the gab. Sadly we can’t turn gay anymore. Fiddlesticks.

The thing with Josef was a tough one to watch. I tried to keep our guest safe. Fortunatly no blood was shed. Alix didn’t do much to avoid that though. She kept pouring oil into the fire. Not. So. Clever. And the Tremere Ancilla present didn’t have many smart things to say. I wonder why they keep him around.

As for another Tremere… Sanders finally has been able to heal up properly. I’m guessing one of their experiments went south, so the healing took much longer than usual.

Honorary mentions of the night? Shiraz. He actually turns out to be usefull!