The girl showed up sooner than I expected. Her eyes were easy to pick out of the crowd. The one thing that surprised me was that she wasn't alone. She was with a boy...
I went rigid as I recognized him. He was a Slayer. He had almost got me once, but I had out-thought him. No doubt he would have forgotten me by now. But what had he been doing with her?
Suddenly it became clear to me. He was here to kill her, just like me. An idea was dawning on me. I could dispose of her by myself, but why not get a little help?
I wove my way through the crowd to find him. When I was directly behind him, I tripped myself and went tumbling into him.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," I gushed as he helped pick me up.
"No problem," he answered, waiting until I had steadied myself. I began to babble like all the human girls I had ever seen, and watched the look of suspicion slowly melt from his face. He didn't have a doubt in his mind that I was human. This was going to be easier than I thought.