"good job!" An old man said and gazed at sleepy's face smiling as he caressed his gray beard. Then followed "you even killed your friend! You are a true example of what a real assassin should be."
[A picture of the gray-bearded old man, the assassins organisation's head]
"I didn't bring his head, you have put someone to keep an eye on me so that you can be assured i killed him, haven't you?" Sleepy said. He was standing in front of a fancy wooden desk as he looked at the Cool-tempered old man sitting behind papers.
"Exactly." The old man said, before he grabed a bell that was placed on the desktop and shook it a bit "but i must point out that such behaviour should not be repeated."
After hearing the bell ring, a young pretty secretary opened the door, and stood near the old man waiting for his commands.
Sleepy kept quiet for a while, then said while taking his leave "as you wish."
"Hold on" the old man said, pulled out a golden gun and wiped it with his palm.
Sleepy paused for a bit before he turned around going back to stand infront if him.
"Wanna share dinner?" The old man said as he waved his golden gun around as if it was a harmless toy.
"..." Sleepy kept gazing.
"Hahaha" the old man laughed "pardon this old man" he pointed with his golden gun at the the secretary head and pulled the trigger, she was waiting for his commands when the bullet pierced her skull, she fell dead on the old man's lap.
He cut off her head with a dagger and filled a cup up with the blood dripping from her head. Then looked at sleepy "now, wanna share dinner?"
"No, not interested in drinking blood" sleepy showed no astonishment as he said.
"Hahaha" the old man loughed then sipped from the blood cup and looked at his formal attire, it was blood-stained now, he said "no matter how rich a person gets, nothing compares to the pleasure given by our animal instinct" then sipped a little more from the cup and put it on the desk and went on "i don't know how can you humans not appreciate the exquisite taste if blood!"
"If you asked me, you vampires are nothing but humans" sleepy said "humans that love blood"
"Should i be offended?" The old man hit the desk and glared at sleepy.
However, sleepy kept looking cool-temperly.
"Hahaha-" the old man started laughing before he caughed while hitting his chest "oh shoot, shouldn't laugh while eating" then he looked at sleepy and said "come on for fuck sake! Can't you even crack a smile?"
'oh how haven't i noticed such a giant window before?' sleepy's dark eyes stared at the room window "all i can say is that it has been a loong time since i last smiled" sleepy's eyes scanned the giant buildings outside.
"Anyway, i was just kidding" he drank all the blood in the cup in one gulb "i am no vampire fanatic even if i seemed old, however, if some other vampire did hear you; he might take it personal.. to describe vampires as mere humans..!"
"Oh, is that so?"
"Then, according to your opinion, if our love to blood is what makes us vampires, i wonder.. what does that make you?"
"Nothing, perhaps."
"Anyway" the old man's eyes turned serious "you called the right decision when you assassinated your friend, because i have sent other assassins to eliminate you in case you didn't have the job done" he pointed with his golden gun at the door "you may leave"
Sleepy left, as he did, a formally-dressed employee entered and looked annoyedly at the desk "oh, boss! Look at this mess again! Oh no! Those are important papers! They are totally red now!"
"Dinner wasn't that great today, i do not pay all that money to get a bad tasting secretary! Get me a better meal next time!"
"Ye- yes sir"