Perhaps some of the vampires at the party didn't care to have those from the likes of the East End Pack and Hillingdon mingling with them at the party. If they had any objections, they had kept them out of earshot of Cooper. He knew and didn't care.

If anyone objected, he wasn't above cracking skulls and tossing them out. The vampire had a short fuse and large temper. They had all heard the rumor about what he'd done with two of Raymond Harris' holdouts when he found out they were kidnapping humans to feed off of.

When Arthur approaches, Cooper gives him the once-over. Handsome, dressed sharp, and wound up tight, if what he was feeling was correct. For once, his newfound powers were a help rather than a hindrance as he felt out the emotions coming off the easy-looking face. Cooper, for his own part, is relaxed on the outside, and a little wary on the inside. "Now here is a one I'm unfamiliar with. State your name 'n rank. Can I get you a fresh drink?"