[Venkman's back for the bodega cats again. He's in the candy aisle, himself, petting the black cat who's quickly become one of his favorites when This Guy comes strolling up. He's relatively certain this is one of the other people from the motel, and it's not just because he seems to usually dress like he just stepped out of another century.
Or maybe a vampire coven. Given Venkman's line of work, he's more inclined to expect the latter. Though he doesn't think vampires tend to eat candy.
He and the cat watch Michalis out of the corner of their eyes for a bit- not exactly judging, just curious. Eventually, though, Venkman speaks up.]
Not used to this stuff, are ya?
[An open-ended question that won't automatically debunk either the "different century" OR "vampire" theories.]
convenience
Or maybe a vampire coven. Given Venkman's line of work, he's more inclined to expect the latter. Though he doesn't think vampires tend to eat candy.
He and the cat watch Michalis out of the corner of their eyes for a bit- not exactly judging, just curious. Eventually, though, Venkman speaks up.]
Not used to this stuff, are ya?
[An open-ended question that won't automatically debunk either the "different century" OR "vampire" theories.]