Oliver, a werewolf. The idea of it makes him laugh. He's gone through enough transformation in his life.

"I'm glad too," he says, finding it easy to admit so. He holds up his empty glass. "One more drink? I've got to head to work." As close as he is to his shift starting, Oliver finds himself reluctant to start heading over to Lush. The atmosphere has been tense the past few months, and he isn't sure just how much longer he can keep putting Alexei off.