The vampire whistles quietly as the last golden rays of sunset, already fallen behind the hills, lights up the clouds enough to make his eyes water a bit. " Mmmm... What a perfect beginning to a night." He grins, and tosses the fish fillets onto the barbecue, quietly whistling as he drizzles a bit of cloudy liquid from a blue bottle over it. He stands in the backyard of the Mummy's house, smiling as he works on the food. " Oh my, there's a heatwave in the midwest, and it's chilly in New York. Clearly, signs of the end of the world..." He trails off, lifting the bottle again. " Wait a moment. I don't remember anyone turning that TV on."<br/><br/>He sighs. " Well, damn. Sounds more like foreshadowing than a plot hook, however. So for now, get those other two, because they're the only people who I know will need to actually eat." He looks towards Astrid. " I'm still not too sure about what you're all about, I must admit. Care to fill me in any?" He grins charmingly, pouring a dash more of the apparently flammable liquid, as the flames lick along the bottom of the fish fillets hungrily. " Mmmmm, they ought to love this- best swordfish I know." He looks around. " Where the hell are we, anyway? Clearly in the states, from the weather forecast, but what state? They all tend to look the same, aside from Hawaii and Alaska."