"You don't have to be so formal about it. Just pretend I'm your friend." He told her still laughing a little. "You have anyplace I can sleep? I'm getting rather tired."
After she closed the front door and locked it, Moxie replied, "Well... we do have an attic upstairs. Wanna sleep there? Don't worry, it's kinda dark."
Suddenly, she noticed that he was looking at her, as if in a trance. The young girl wondered what he was thinking. Maybe... nah. Moxie thought he was a cool Vampire. Good-hearted, even if he didn't want to show it. Caring, thoughtful... attractive...
Moxie shook her head, and blushed.