Deductions

'I must look really scary.' She got to her feet, wiping away her tears and feeling embarrassed, looking around to find a reflective surface to check her makeup in. 'I finally get invited to a nice place …' There was no reflective surface to be found, '...with no mirrors … and lots of curtains.' Her brain started whirring, her mind ticking over the information that was screaming a sort of familiarity at her, telling her to pay attention. Then it clunked into place. 'Hey - you're a vampire!'

He denied it, of course - but she was from Sunnydale, she knew a vampire when she was… alone with him... in his fortress like mansion. With no Buffy there to save her, she turned and fled.