Natasha raises her glass with Evie, mirroring the gesture.

Her expression shutters slightly at the comment, though. Natasha's name wasn't well known among most vampires; she wasn't old, or particularly powerful, she didn't curry influence.

She did have a reputation in other communities though.

Not many women did wet work. Fewer did it for fifty years... and only a select circle of people would know of it.

"That so?" she says over the rim of her cup. "I'm not sure where you'd know it from. I don't get out much."