'Look into my eyes' never gets old

"Hi, I'm new to St. Petersburg, and I was wondering if I could take a look at your apartment to see if I like it," Gray said as soon as he was close enough.

The woman's eye's narrowed in confusion. Samson couldn't blame her. Even if she spoke perfect English, Gray's sentence had made no sense whatsoever. There was no way that line could possibly have ever worked.

"Maybe I should try again," Gray said in an uncharacteristic admission of defeat, "What's your name?"

"Violetta," the woman said, her body language still expressing confusion and preparation for a potential first strike if Gray got much creepier.

"Look into my eyes, my dear Violetta."

Her dark eyes dilated quickly as Samson could feel Gray's power draw her in.

Her body fully relaxed, and Gray suggested, once again, that they head to her apartment. This time there was no disagreement.