Like most humans had caught in Vanessa's mind when Mazikeen said it. Though, the woman didn't come across as a vampire. Not all of them were evil monsters. It had taken her a long time to realize that. Something that she had no intentions of dealing with, or thinking about. She'd corner Max about things later. Or keep an eye out and see what friends he had or hadn't made.
Mazikeen had mentioned ghosts. Ghosts were nothing compared to the things she'd run into back home. In a post apocalyptic world that was filled with things worse than ghosts. The hotel actually wasn't a bad place. She hadn't explored the place fully just yet. Something that she would do. Even if she had to drag Max out with her to do it. If only to keep an eye on him.
"Starting without me?" Vanessa asks watching Mazikeen for a moment, stepping through into the bar. She was in a simple pair of black jeans and a black shirt, leather jacket over it. The young Van Helsing also held an air of authority to her, even as she moves over and sits down on the bar stool and crosses one leg over the other.