"Of course we will, ma chérie! All of it and more, should you desire it." And Lestat was once again looking down his nose at Louis, a devilish smile parting his lips to reveal just enough fang for show. "Isn't that correct, Louis?"

And he was turning on his heel now, a single swift motion that might as well have been a dance for all his grace, nodding in the direction of town. "A feast, then! Dinner and song, perhaps. All the finest that this island has to offer, we'll take it and make it our own."