The vampire stepped back, tucking his hands int his coat pockets. He hoped he didn't have to throw his shirt out because of the blood on it. Shopping was difficult when you couldn't go out in the day.

"Safe journey, Dorothy," he said, executing a strange little half-bow in her direction. "Mind late-night traffic."

Ruben turned and started to walk away. His stomach was so full that he knew he wouldn't have to eat tomorrow night. As he put more distance between himself and the girl, he began to hum 'Rock of Ages'. Even without the words, it was a fine old song.