Stiles is not having a great night. He's actually having a bad year, maybe a bad decade, but especially a bad night

It's not even surprising that he wakes up. He's less sure about the sounds downstairs.

He investigates, sneaking down the stairs so stealthily. He's like a cat, or a ninja. A ninja cat. He doesn't think anyone would train a cat as a ninja but that would be pretty cool.

He tries to get a good look at the intruder.

He's pretty easy for her to detect. "Hello," she says, mouth full of sandwich.

"Why are you in my house? That's rude! Is that a good sandwich?"

"It's not rude, just illegal. And yes, all my sandwiches are."

"Why are you doing illegal things? You might get caught and then they won't let you eat sandwiches."

"I'd just run away, or eat them."

"Eating people is rude too! Why aren't you wearing any pants?"

She ignores the first question. "Why should I?"

"It's rude not to! Why don't you know normal things, everyone knows about pants."

"I know about pants. I just don't wear them."

"Do your parents not care if you're rude?"

"My Ma doesn't like me getting blood on clothes."

"Why would you get blood on your clothes? Are you a cop? Or a murderer?"

"Why would I be a cop? And I'm a vampire."

"Vampires aren't real. Prove it."

She jumps onto the ceiling.

He stares for a few seconds.

"What else can you do? Can you fly? Are you super strong? Do you drink blood? Is that a blood sandwich?"

"No, yes, yes, and raspberry jam."

"Are you the only one?"

"That's a dumb question. Course I'm not."

"I don't know vampires besides in the stories. Vampires sound cool, why isn't everyone a vampire? Can you not make other people vampires?"

"Well, yes..." 

This kid strikes Tabby as a little odd, which is saying something.

"Why do you eat people though, can't you just steal blood?"

"I don't eat people all the time."

"That's good, eating people is rude. Maybe you can stop doing it all the time? I can try to get you more blood."