"Oh! Now, this is getting interesting, I've got to see this."
Porter immediately became interested and he asked:
"Where do you live? I'm booking a flight right now."
"Holy shit, don't you have to work? Booking just like that? Didn't you say you often skip work?"
Arin exclaimed in surprise:
"Could it be that you're also a hidden rich second generation?"
"Not at all, my family farms! Genuine country folk."
Porter emphatically denied, patting his chest:
"I just have a few buildings that I rent out, and I hang a name in my tenant's company to give my family an explanation. If I don't want to go, I just don't go. Is he going to dock a month's salary from me? Do I care about that one month's salary?"
"Fucking hell, a few buildings?"
Arin was dumbfounded.
He looked at the burly bald vampire before him and couldn't help but sigh, saying:
