"Hey, I'd ride a bike in a second if I had one," she said with a laugh, and she shakes her head ruefully. Sighing, she shrugs her shoulders. "Yeah, I... I am, too. It's about time that I had just... a nice date, with a nice guy, you know? Like, no weird guys into vampires, no crazy psycho stalkers-- Neal's just... normal." Shrugging, she looks over at him for a long second.

"He knows I'm a vampire," she confesses quietly. "I don't know if it freaks him out enough that we're just... you know. Only the one date? But at least that one was nice. And either way, I didn't want him to be alone on Thanksgiving, if he didn't want to be."