"One quite disturbing movie if I may offer my criticism on the subject. Is it your assumption that Vampires cannot show a cat woman a good time?I'm sure you'd be most surprised, and satisfied after the fact." He finishes his shoe and smirks at her. "Vegas, I'm sure you were right at home there in your form then, performing with the Rock-ettes on stage? I'd pay for that"
"Wet dog smell? Is that what it was? I thought that was just homeless element. Damn I should have been more observant. Are these shifters dangerous?" He smiles at the wrinkled nose and then frowns at the name. " I'm D'arthur Westinghouse, not Dracula. No bat form, or hypnotism, I don't rise from the dead at night, hell I can even walk in the day. What's your name girl? I've told you mine."