Forest
The blond vampire slid the phone into her pocket and said, "We have someone coming on the way, but we may want to find someway to make them more docile when the Black and White comes. NPD, ah, Nexus Police Department, is really short handed. If I hadn't been the one to call, then chances are they wouldn't send someone to come take care of something as petty as this."
Truthfully, if Julius hadn't been there, she would have slipped the four wankers a little hypnotic suggestion to turn themselves in.
And maybe soil themselves for the literal shits and giggles.
She heard Julius talk about Ben Franklin in a fairly present tense and bit her lip. That meant he was from the late 1700's, a century that wasn't a good one for her. Filled with severe heartbreak and the reason of several of my many hangups and neurosis, she thought to herself (or so she thought).
"He was also a bit of a randy fellow too, but his mark was left on the world, especially in his home country," Forest said, "He's even printed on some of their paper currency.
Rin
Rin smiled as she gathered up the napkins with her blood and set them in the empty glass. "Feuer Frei," she whispered as she activated a very small elemental spell from her crest. With the remnants of the alcohol in the glass, the bloodied napkins caught fire and quickly burned away. It wouldn't do any good to have someone get a hold of her blood; they could curse her with it or try to reverse engineer it to see how the Tohsaka mage craft worked.
"I'm sorry for the kind of grisly display, but it was something small I could show you. However, my magecraft is kind of dependent on my blood, so the sight of it, and the pain of letting it, isn't really anything new to me," Rin said with a lopsided grin and a snort.
She smiled as she gathered the gems, her aquamarine eyes gleaming. "But I'm not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. So thanks, Liseth."