"Let me get this straight... you left another country, and came back here... for a bag of candy? Why didn't you buy some back where you were?" I snort
"They don't make them as good there, the candy man knows what type I like! They're gourmet!" I cry clutching my bag. "Plus I'm hypoglycemic...I need sugar." I confess.
"Quite the contrary, Hans. I've been a vampire for centuries." I say, my eyes turning red. "Are you sure you want to go there?"