Curious. Perhaps I was mistaken and she is not a vampire after all...

"See, when I say hunting, I mean that I am hunting for information," I tell her. "Observing so to speak, the delicate intricacies and changes of behavior in particular individuals when the darkness falls. A bit of social science research." I raise the pen and paper. "My tools of the hunt." She smiles.

"Say," I add. "I've been out here for hours and am pretty parched... want to stop by the Cross & Cowl for a warm drink?"