"Hello again, Dr. Lecter," Maggie said with a smile. She still hadn't gotten over the novelty of Hannibal Freaking Lecter being her doctor, and she wasn't sure she ever would. "Thank you for seeing us."
She patted Pam on the hand, deciding not to make a quip about jealousy. Granted, she hadn't known Pam all that long, but the vampire seemed to value her privacy very highly. And this appointment was risky--like Pam had said, there was a good chance that Maggie would just be dinner if the KA did nothing to her vampire blood. Or if it did, Maggie could find herself with her neck snapped as a precaution.
Normally, Maggie would not risk so much just to get laid. But Pam was extremely attractive, and magnetic, and Maggie was so very lonely.
"I met him just after I showed up," Maggie told Pam in an undertone. "He helped me out."