Scarlett's gaze followed Jacks. "I'm Scarlett Rosetta," her voice sounded distant as if she were thinking. Casually, she slid down the wall, deciding to keep her energy. She looked up at him. "So, coffin or bed?" She lightly giggled. "Or are you a sleepless, confused vamp who lives in a depressed state because he's in love with a human who has a werewolf as a best pal?"<br/><br/>She pulled out her torn copy of<span style="font-style: italic">Twilight</span>. "Surely you're less annoying. And you have fangs."