Dennis actually had a good hearted laugh. "Well the next time someone complains about her, remember, I made the offer. I'm sure someone would thank me for it. Good public relations for all Vampires, believe me." The thought of taking a bite out of such an undesirable thing was truly not his idea of a good feed, but if the price was right, he might consider it. She had been horrible when he'd been at Hogwarts, and he'd met dark creatures that had more pleasant personalities than her.
He was adjusting his cuffs, and wiped away a drop of blood from the corner of his mouth as Orla warmed to the idea of coming to him. As he ran a hand through his hair, she asked her question. "No, nothing -- unless you're offering up your neck, which you seem reticent to do. Don't worry, I'll have you begging one day. I'll wear you down yet."
His hand was already on the back door as turned, laughing at the thought of her thanks warming him. "Thanks for the free feed," he added again, turning the knob on the door before running, his burst of speed putting her house behind him quickly.