Talia: Hey Ced, whats up with Jansen?
Cedric: What do you mean?
Talia: He hasn't come out of his room for three days. I'm worried about him...
Cedric: He's a vampire, he can handle anything.
Talia: But he still has to eat...
Cedric: Just leave a goat or something tied up outside the door. I'm sure he would appreciate that.
Talia: This isn't funny, numb nuts! Something is seriously wrong. Ever since he got that letter in the mail, I haven't seen or heard from him at all.
Cedric: Wait, what letter? He never gets letters...
Talia: Exactly! And I didn't recognize the name on the letter either. What do you think it was?
Cedric: Maybe he's behind on his mortgage payments...
Talia: Cedric....
Cedric: Yeah?
Talia: HE DOESN'T OWN A HOUSE!!!
Cedric: Oh yeah...
Talia:...If you aren't going to take this seriously, I'm going to find someone who will.
Cedric: Be my guest....
Talia goes upstairs and knocks on Dax's door.
Dax: (behind door) Come in!
Talia: (peeks in) Are you busy?
Dax: Not at all, now whats wrong?
Talia: I'm worried about Jansen. He hasn't come out of his room in three days. He hasn't eaten either, since he got a letter from some stranger.
Dax: Hm, that is rather odd, but still, I wouldn't worry about him. Jansen is a smart guy. He wouldn't do anything stupid.
Talia: (smiles) Thanks Dax. You're the best.
Talia leaves the room, leaving Dax deep in thought.
Dax: (to himself) I sure hope he doesn't do anything stupid....