(We are going to start in the twenties because they are amazing and itll be great. You gave me the power of first reply so I choose that they met in the twenties because yes.) Alexander looked himself in a rear view mirror of a parked car before grinning at his appearance. His hair was slicked back and his skin was pale-ish giving him a mysterious look. As usual, he was looking to see what kind of girl he could score at this time of night. Although he wasn't anything too powerful for a warlock having only discovered his power about thirty years ago, he looked young and other people could feel the power radiate from him. He smiled as he stood up straight and adjusted his suit before making his way towards that secret entrance to the speakeasy. As he approached, a large man gestured for something and Alexander rolled his eyes, "The name's Alexander Cathcart, Alaine Thorne is in there waiting for me. Let me through please." The larger man didn't seem convinced so they stared each other down for a good ten minutes when a petite girl walked out wearing a feather dress with a beaded head piece. Alaine. She saw him and her eyes brightened, "Alexander darling! Why did it take so long?" Without waiting for an answer, she turned to the other man and slurred out a few words of "Edwin... Love... Let the young man through, he's my guest." The large man sighed and hesitantly stepped aside to let him walk past. Alexander gave a victorious grin before Alaine grabbed him by the wrist, pulling him inside. Once they finally made it to the bar room, he could hear the silk like voice of a beautiful young woman on the stage. He exhaled deeply as Alaine led him to the dance floor where he was forced to dance. He had always been a great dancer and Alaine knew that he was using her to attract another person. Luckily, she was using him to do the same. Alaine was a witch and met him when he first discovered what he was. She had been helping him tone his powers ever since. Alexander was strange though, he had a lot of power for a new witch so she was taking it slow with him to make sure he didn't do something he wasn't mentally prepared for. For a thirty year magic user, he wasn't very in control of his powers but he was learning. Alexander could feel the eyes of some daring and curious girls eyeing him up and down. Alaine chuckled as he started to smirk, "You enjoy this too much Alexander and one day you are going to attract a girl that isn't even human." With it being 1923, prohibition and several other restrictions made almost everything off limits and when so many rules are in place, all people want to do is break them. Alexander was one of these people and if a girl came to him and she wasn't human, it would just add to the excitement. Even when he didn't know the supernatural existed, he had always been one to hate rules. "Well then Alaine, that non human girl better be ready to break some rules and I guarantee she will remember the name Alexander Cathcart." She laughed before smiling, "Well there are at least three non humans here that aren't us... and only one of them is a girl. Good luck with that one though because I don't think she wants the same thing you want." Alexander looked around but couldn't see who Alaine was talking about, "I take that as a challenge." He'll just have to wait for her to come to him.