Daniel's not going to try anything until he's forgotten human food entirely. Let the memory hold its shape, enjoy it, even in the absence. And he'll go eat somebody who works at one of these places, drink deep of their own memories, and maybe that'll be even better.

Would Louis like that? Finding someone with memories they'd enjoy. Probably not. It's probably fucked up of Daniel to wonder, to be doing it at all. Lestat encourages the wildest shit, and Daniel doesn't feel bad about it— just feels bad about not feeling bad, now and again.

'Oh, uhhuh.'

A hand-hold, and a vision, Louis in his tower in Dubai, with a neon sign lit up over it that reads COME FIND OUT. No instigation at all. Piqued interest, though, about a laptop. A very capable lure, even though they both know full well they could make it an email.

All the same, how about some flirting?

'You don't have to snap people in half if you miss me, babe.'