"I am Count Vladimir the Inhaler, also known as Mudvig of Catnipia, the Third. I fall at your feet, comely lass, overtaken with joy at the sight of your fair gentleness." The towering Vlad fell to his knees, his black cape folding around him. JennieG gazed into his hypnotic eyes, her heart beating passionately.

Who was this handsome stranger, gazing at her like some towering Goth? Jeremy Irons with black hair dye and lipstick? Daniel Day Lewis in a cloak? It was all so much Jennie forgot her little self and burped...

Vlad was overcome with a gaseous blast of garlic. He could feel his very liver curdling.. his stomach retching and his bones turning to milk.. He plunged his head into a nearby Hydrangea bush and vomited profoundly.

In the same moment, a car horn beeped. JennieG looked across to see, none other than, Himself.. relieved, she ran quickly across the road, into his warm and comforting arms. "How was the night, love?"