"Only rude vampires do it," Angela says. "And it's illegal," she adds.

"That wasn't my question."

"What was your question?"

"Can Vampires alter memories?"

"Only rude vampires do it," she says for the third time. "And it's illegal," for the second.

"You already said that," Thunder sing-songs.

"He is not accusing you or vampires in general."

She nods, then starts looking around their place in curiosity.

It's a not-too-big but relatively nice house, the living room has a couch, a tv, and a bookshelf.

"You... didn't answer the question."

She turns around to look at him again. "What was the question?"

"The one about altering memories?"

Angela frowns and folds her arms. "You've already asked me this question."

"You didn't answer it properly!"

"I'm not sure what you mean."

"Maybe she doesn't want to admit that vampires can alter memories? Though, I don't think this is what happened?"

Fenris makes a face. "I know... it's just... her phrasing was weird? And she kept repeating the same answer."

"I'm right here, you know," she huffs.

"I am sorry. We shouldn't burden you with your problems. Maybe you could come back another time?"

"Or tells us how to revert vampire confusion?"

"It goes away on its own after a while."

    "We can come back later," agrees Alex. "It's been lovely, thank you for having us, and welcome to the neighborhood again!"

Then without waiting for anything else or saying another word the four of them just... leave.

"That... that was weird, right?"

"Welcome to my life."

"I guess we should figure out more about vampires?"

"One of us read about them. One checks the internet. One... watches TV?"

"I call dibs on the TV."