Suddenly, a vampire sitting a few seats away from us diverted our attention, telling jokes and talking loudly as everyone laughed. He was very handsome, and when I looked at him, he looked familiar. I wondered if maybe he had been a famous comedian long ago and had left the lime light before people started noticing that he wasn't aging. I looked down the table and everyone was enjoying themselves, as human waiters served the food, treating everyone like royalty. Soon, the meal ended, and the waiters took our plates away.
"Now, for dessert!" the jovial, joke-telling vampire announced, and, as if on cue, all of the waiters stepped up to the table between the vampires and held out their wrists to the guests on either side of them, their eyes glazed. To my horror, Charlotte clasped the wrist
