He seemed slightly pissy for a moment. She shrugged it off; she'd dealt with enough egos over the years not to care. Though maybe she should have, since he was a vampire, after all. But she did like to live dangerously.
She put Waffle down on the skateboard with his companions where they made a little doggy pile. She smiled fondly at them before returning her attention to Lestat. "Just as well you didn't, I've had this song stuck in there for days, it's starting to get really annoying. Anyway, I'm a horror movie addict from a really shitty future, and you're the second person from something I've read and/or watched that I've met since I came here. Second vampire, too." Her eyes became slightly moony as she thought of Pam. "Don't get me wrong, I miss my friends and family--more than I could possibly say, actually--but actually getting to walk my dogs on a crowded street and meeting Hannibal Fucking Lecter? It's like I walked into the best fanfic ever."