Dimitri was one of the last people you would expect to see in a comic book store. And yet, there he was, looking as awkward as it was possible to look, standing in a corner leafing through different books in his long, black duster.
He was hardly the sort of man who blended, although he could do a decent approximation if he really needed to. Right now, he didn't.
When the young man addressed him, he looked up.
"What do you have on vampires?"
He figured that if he was going to be in this place, he should learn as much as he could on as many different types of vampires as he could. Who knew what sort would show up next?