Here she is, standing at this doorstep. He asks her to stay for a drink, maybe a “bite.” She wavers, then surrenders. What harm could come?

When she sees a magazine cover about a new vampire-like serial killer she asks if he believes in vampires. Most definitely. They flirt back and forth; a dance of words. Finally he moves in. The moment he moves for her neck she pulls away. He’ll soon find out she’s not that kind of girl.