Vicki: (gestures to her face) Oh, no, this is, um, this is my relieved face.
Henry: Because finding me in your bed, running my hands all over your body would be...horrible.
Vicki: Well, unless you were invited.
Henry: I'm all ears.
Vicki: Obviously, here's the catch. You're a vampire, I'm a half-blind private investigator. These stories always end up tragic.
Henry: We could beat the odds.
Vicki: I'm not much of a gambler. 'Night, Hank.
(Vicki turns and leaves)
Henry: We could cuddle after!