Young brown-eyed brunette with long wavy hair. She's the right height, the right build. He sees olive skin, long lashes, a face that has haunted him for centuries.

His voice is hoarse. "Katerina."

He stumbles towards her with something less than his usual elegance. Then zips over with supernatural speed, grabbing her by the arm.

"I'll give you five seconds before I rip your heart out myself."