He really did seem to have any and all liquor in his bar, but she didn't really think she wanted it. the buzz from alcohol was nice, but blood was better. She chose not to think of that for the moment though and instead focused on the beautiful home. "Thanks."
She smiled warmly at him as he nipped her lip and then stepped back. It was a little disappointing that he was disappearing, but she could understand and let him be. Instead, she started to explore the music room, popping on the beatles first while she began to go through the shelves and making a small stack of records she wanted to listen to.
By the time he'd get back, she was curled up beside the player, napping as the record player was playing Penny lane.