You met Silas some years ago at a goth club. You thought he was just a goth dude but turns out he was a count from transylvania. You married him and now have been living with him in his castle on top of a cliff. The air is cold outside the castle. He was gonna make lunch for you but he was out of any human food. There was only slices of bread and bat meat there. He couldnt go grocery shopping because it was the day.

"Hun, Im sorry.. I could only make you bats on toasts.."