You don't really acknowledge the "new couple" comment, but you certainly don't contradict it, either. You're really content to let Ivana be near you, and if it leads to something, you're alright with that.
"So, what sort of stuff have you acted in, Tanya?" You ask; her face seems vaguely familiar, now that you think about it, but you can't place from where.
"Commercials for local businesses, mostly. I've done a bit of theatre locally as well. Nothing too major. Really most of the money I make from acting comes from the movies Trevor and I make," she replies.
"Anything I might've seen?" you ask.
"Doubtful," Trevor says, "We shoot fetish movies for the werewolf crowd. They're bare bones- limited plot, pretty much straight to the point. I burn them onto DVD and sell them via the internet to brokers I trust, who then pass them onto the clients."
"Straight to the point?" you ask, not sure what he means.
"The people who buy my movies are looking for the transformations. Sometimes a little plot doesn't hurt, but my clients don't want that, normally. They want to see the characters in the movie change, and most likely have sex," Trevor has an almost apologetic tone, as though he's slightly ashamed, though you can't be sure if that's it or not.
"Ah,so it's not art so much as straight out porn," you reply, realizing as you're saying it that the statement is a bit harsher than you intend it to sound.
Ivana interrupts, before Trevor can say anything, "My little mundane one, let me ask you this: If you have a video of Tanya and myself, and you know our secret...and you know that in this movie, when the moon rises, we will disrobe and pleasure each other as we transform, would you ever wish to watch another scene?" She grins widely as a wave of arousal washes over you unbidden.
"I uhh...I guess not, unless I knew you'd be changing at another point in the movie," you say, seeing the point.
"So why should time and money be spent when a simpler product pleases the customer more?" she asks.
"Yeah..you've proven your point," you say, surrendering the discussion. All three smile with great satisfaction. A bit of silence falls over the table, finally broken by Tanya.
"You know, for someone who's not a shapeshifter, you sure do put off the vibe,you know?" she says.
"Uh, no, I don't know actually," you reply.
"It's in your scent," says Trevor, "Every time the subject turns to a female werewolf, your scent gets....different. It's still human, but it's different." Trevor is looking at you with a hard stare, trying almost to peer inside of you, it would seem. You're not sure if this is a good thing.
"It's your spirit, my mundane one," Ivana says to you in a whisper, "crying out for release; it cries out to be made complete. All you have to do is ask, and I'll give you a world you thought only possible in your dreams." She scoots her chair even closer to yours; now the edges were touching. She runs her fingertips of one hand up your leg, lingering on your thigh. With the other hand, she reaches out and turns your head to face her, giving you a lingering kiss on the lips.
At this point, you're startled out of the intimate moment by a young woman behind you clearing her throat. Startled, you jump slightly, even pushing away from Ivana out of a reflexive embarrassment. Funny, only moments earlier the world had melted away and left you with only her. Now you're back with all the noise and hustle and bustle.
The girl (your waitress, with a name tag that read "Lori-White Bengal") smiles at you with a fairly indulgent and benevolent smile that seems to say "This happens here all the time."
She slides a menu in front of you as she places three platters with raw steak on them in front of the other three. "Would you like anything, sir? The transformation period will begin in five minutes."
"I...I've never been here before," you tell her, "transformation period?"
"Ahh, well, you're in for a treat," she says, obviously going into a memorized speech. "Through the most powerful of enchantments, the moonlight which will soon flood the club is quite real; all non-humans in this establishment will transform for a duration of ten minutes. After this, the moonlight will cease and our clientele will revert back to their human forms, as will the staff." She turns her attention to the others at the table, "As you have a human present, I would like to gently remind you of our 'no-biting' policy."
Your waitress turns back to face you, "If you would like to experience the transformation with your companions, you're welcome to order an elixir off of the menu. It provides the same exact experience that a lifelong shifter has, without the shedding of your blood. It wears off once the moonlight fades."
"Not EXACTLY the same, my mundane one," Ivana mutters, drawing a glare from the waitress.
"Well, I think I'll just have a rum and coke. I'll watch and see if it appeals to me first," you tell her.
"Very good, sir," she says, dashing off to get your drink.