Imagine being at home one night, reading a good book, when you hear a knock on the door. Peeking out, you see someone dressed exactly how you would expect an old Hollywood vampire to dress. Opening the door, you raise an eyebrow at them and ask what they need. They explain that their car broke down and that they need to use your phone. However, there’s no car in sight, so you question their story. They sigh and, after a few moments of awkward silence, admit that they want to ask you on a date. You blush, and explain that you’d like to get to know them better before accepting and ask them if they’d like coffee. They eagerly agree and wait somewhat awkwardly on your porch until you realize and invite them in.