Cravis was having a day the exitement equivalent of beige. Given, to most people, attempted robbery, attempted sucking of blood, and attempted forcable pastry-giving amounted to a rather spectacular day, but having your job being experiencing those things made It significantly less interesting, so, for the time being, he was walking around, pondering whether he [i]really[/i] should have given that vampire 10000 times recommended amount of hemopressin (yes) and whether he should have thrown her into the nearby garbage truck, or two storeys down into the garbage chute with pinpoint precision. (He had wisely decided upon the latter option earlier) All thoughts of female undead trajectories and biochemistry vanished, however, when he spotted something rather interesting. [spoiler]open [/spoiler]