Ian wished he hadn't given up smoking. He wiped his sweaty palms against his jeans. This was his first exhibition. Nine pieces of his soul hung on the walls of the small room. This was it. This was his chance, his dream come to life. He'd only sold a handful of paintings prior to this. If things went well tonight, he might never have to ask, "Do you want fries with that?" He might be able to appease the phone calls from bill collectors, at least for a little while. Everything felt like it was riding on the next few hours, like the gods of art and beauty were hovering above him with their cosmic dice. So far, all he'd seen were snake eyes. This is a short companion story to The Williamson Vampires Series, written and created by Juli E Hoffman