Penny's shoulder was still warm, even after Christian removed her hand. She smiled at Charles and nodded. [color=f49ac2]"That's correct. There's a den of vampires living in a house next to my old one. I want them dead."[/color] Despite how nice Charles seemed, she was hesitant to share the specific details on why she wanted them dead. She'd have to come up with some sort of lie that didn't include them basically killing her and her somehow surviving. Her eyes flicked to Dylan. His dark eyes were fixed on her and it made her uncomfortable. It was clear that Dylan had seen stuff. Stuff that Penny herself hadn't seen and probably couldn't hope to see. Even so, she wished he would place his gaze on something else. She wouldn't put it past the guy to try something murderous if he thought she was lying about something. She saw him glance around warily and she somewhat understood the paranoia he was probably feeling. Penny took a quick glance around the diner, just in case, but didn't see anything out of the ordinary. There were no demons or supernatural creatures in here with them. Well... except for Christian. Annie on the other hand, seemed reserved, but nice enough. She gave Penny a smile and a nod. She was average height for a woman, probably around 5 foot 4 inches. She was skinny, but Penny didn't doubt that she had some muscles underneath the brown leather jacket she wore over her flannel. In fact, Penny looked between the three of them and noticed they all had flannel or plaid on. Who wore flannel these days? Was there like a hunter dress code? [color=f49ac2]"I hate to admit it, but I'm completely new to all of this. I had a run in with them and now they're sending assassins after me. I figured getting into contact with someone who knew what they were doing would help my chances of living when I went up against these guys."[/color] Penny didn't know if she should've told them about the assassins, but it was done. Now she just needed them to help her form a plan. [color=f49ac2]"So, what do we do first?"[/color] Penny itched at her skin under the table, eager for a plan. She hoped that getting rid of these vampires would get rid of her psychological itchiness.