“Oh - my!” Morgan’s lips fell ajar, despite her best attempt to not be obvious, despite the fact of what she had heard vampires could do and what powers could come with them. “You see that?” She let out a tiny gasp in her whispered words as she glanced at the new coming guest into their diner, which had Mila pursing her lips.
“Morg, you’re not thinking about approaching, are you? I mean I am all in for an adventure and a bad boy, but that sounds a bit too dangerous, they feed of -- well, you know.” The female widened her eyes as a warning and the other girl behind the counter even nodded and shrugged her shoulders as an added response.
“Mills is right, Morgan.” Samantha, the recovering addict commented. “Besides, we don’t even know what we would be able to offer to the guy, I don’t really feel like the true blood we ordered last year with this whole vampire community peace with humans thing would be still good.
“Well, ladies, with all due respect, he’s still a client of ours and I’m sure that with the years of living on their back, that they will be nothing but a gentleman, so you’re just overthinking. First vampire we have in our little town and I want to make sure I greet them with a smile as wide as I do to someone else, besides, what if they are vegetarian like on the twilight movies or can go with some rare stake or something? I’ll be fine, promise.” The blonde added with a grin and Mila couldn’t help but to chuckle, knowing that no one would really stop Morgan from feeling curious and approaching.
Finally, taking her notepad and paper from her apron’s front pocket, she approached the very obvious person standing in the room that was unlike anyone else and trembled in her boots as she stood right in front of them.
“welcome to our humble dinner, what may I get for you?”