"Kyle Sutton," she says with a smirk. "yeah, I know him. He's a lovely fellow, really." She and him were friends, he'd offered her a place to stay at one point, but their differing views on vampires had made it quite clear that no, they were never going to be able to live together.

Then she realizes exactly what that sounds like.

"He's just a friend," she tells her quickly. "That's all- does- does he know you're a vampire?" If he did, she was going to be furious. If he didn't... Well, that was just a delicious bit of irony, then, wasn't it?