Lil hadn't made up her mind on Angel Grove yet. One thing seemed certain though being a vampire here, might be even harder than it was in Manhattan. The one benefit was that her mother wasn't here. Her mother who insisted on setting Lil up with every single born vamp in existence. Sure some of them had been nice, like Remy, but none of them interested Lil. There was more to life then fertility ratings, orgasm quotients, and little vampire grandchildren.
She walked through the graveyard, more out of curiosity than anything else. How some vampires liked this sort of place she'd never understand. But then again Lil was far from a stereotypical vampire, she did run a dating service after all.
When she saw the other man, more specifically what he was doing she froze.
Being 500 years old Lil had seen some very strange things in her life, hell, half those things had been her clothing. But this...this beat out everything.
Walking up silently behind the man (one thing which was great about being a vampire, you could sneak up on anyone). She lent over his shoulder, hoping that no corpse bits would end up on her boots.