Vincent nodded. "Okay.. If you're having trouble, just think it, and I'll get you out of there, alright?" He didn't think she would, but he wanted to be prepared... just in case. If nothing else, covering up a death or two wouldn't be to hard.. butt he really didn't want to have to. He grabbed his wallet and car keys then walked over to the door, opening it for Allie. "Shall we?"

Vincent let out a soft sigh. As they walked out down the hallway, he wrapped an arm around Allie. "If anything else, sweetie, I should be strong enough to stop you. Accident happen... but I won't let you hurt anyone. Alright?" he said softly as they walked. He had killed people before... and he wasn't proud of it. They weren't good thoughts to have to sleep with. Not that he needed sleep. He closed off his mind there, so Allie wouldn't be able to read it. Vincent didn't need her thinking about that anymore.

Vincent chuckled, though it was a bit grave and not humored. "Let's not think about that.." He walked into the elevator and waited for Allie to come in before pressing a button that would take them down to the parking garage. "So.. movie first?" he asked, almost having forgotten their earlier discussion. "Or shopping first?"

Vincent nodded, smiling. "Alright." he said, somewhat happily. When the elevator stopped and the doors opened, he walked out, waiting for Allie again, before going to his car. Vincent opened the passenger door for her before climbing into his seat and getting buckled in. The car had recently got a paint job, now a crimson red rather than black. It was a bit more flashy looking, typical for a sports car.

Vincent chuckled. "I have a few more in storage.. if you want one. But this is the same car, you've rode in it before.. she just got a paint job." he said, smiling. He referred to all his cars as 'she', he didn't bother to name them. Vincent waited for her to buckle up before turning on the car and pulling out of the parking garage and into the street. he had to think for a moment to remember the way to the mall with the movie theater, since he hadn't been there in a while, but he remembered and turned on the correct roads.

Vincent smiled. He was glad she didn't seem to be a material girl, besides, if eh was going to give her a gift it would have to be way more sentimental then a flashy car. "Really though, just... just take one. After you hit 200, your bank account's money skyrockets and you have too much and too little to buy." And I already donate most of it to charity. At that thought, he sighed. At one point in time he would hand it out on the street, but people gave him crazy looks and started getting suspicious.

Derien smiled at Victoria and leaned against the counter. "Well..." he said, "Amber likes to have her blood artificially, so we keep food around for her to eat blood tablets with." he wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Don't worry about eating the pancakes, though. She didn't like those," he said, and then ran a finger across Victoria's lips. "Do you take syrup and butter on your pancakes?" Derien asked Victoria in a whisper, with a half-smile.

Victoria raised her eyebrows a little. "Oh.." she felt a bit better about eating the pancakes, then. However.. the face Derien made when he talked about the blood tablets she thought was a little odd. Did he prefer human blood? suddenly, she was very curious about the whole thing, but she didn't want to ask too many questions. Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt his fingers brush against her lips, and she blushed. "Er.. no, I like them plain, thank you." She then thought back to her questions. "You.. You don't like the blood tablets?" she asked, curious.

Vincent nodded. "Yes.. just take it. Any of them.. or all." he shrugged a little. He smiled softly att what she said, glancing over at her. "Ah.. well.. I do that anonymously.. but.. after over 700 years and the amount of interest I gain from the bank.." he sighed and shook his head. "I donate constantly, but its like a never ending pit."

Vincent nodded. "Of course not.." he said softly, smiling. He too remembered the day they met, and he smiled at the memory. When they reached the mall, he heard Allie gulp, and after he parked, he gently grabbed her hand. "You can do this.." he said softly, and kissed her cheek before getting out of the car.

Vincent smiled and nodded, walking over to her and wrapping an arm around her waist. "Especially..." he looked at a certain bush, carefully picking a type of flower and handing it to her. "This one." he said softly. The flower was a cream color with deep blue speckles on its petals. it had a very distinct, sweet smell, that most humans probably wouldn't be able to pick up.

Vincent smiled, watching her smell it. It had been his favorite scent for a long time.. he thought she would like it. when he saw the kids approach he was alarmed, he simply watched Allie, smiling seeing as she did nothing. He waved at teh kids before they ran off then turned to Allie to answer her question. "Simply stunning, my love." he replied, wrapping his arm around her waist again.

Vincent smiled, adoring her blush as usual. "You're very welcome." he raised ay eyebrow when she stepped away, then nodded as he noticed the little boy's knee. He looked at her and shrugged. "you should be able to control it better soon.." he said softly as they walked towards the building. When they approached it, the door opened for them, which may I add was not an electronic door. Vincent simply smiled at her, and waited for her to walk inside before walking in after her.

Vincent saw her eyes flash, and her/saw her gulp as she stepped inside. He again wrapped his arm around her waist, gently rubbing her back for comfort. He smiled in approval when she smelled the flower, knowing that would probably help the other smells here. He walked over tot eh ticket counter with her and bought two tickets to the next showing of "The Proposal".