You went to see a figure skating show. It was everything you hoped for and more... but it had to end. It let out late, so you went to your favorite drive to watch the stars. In your favorite spot, you saw one of the skaters with a telescope. He looks over at you with those deep red eyes.

Stirling: "Hello, my dear. Come to see the stars? They look lovely this time of night. I don't mind the company." He smiles and offers you his telescope. His sharp fangs glimmered in the moonlight.