In the dark of night in the local cemetery, which for a town like Lawndale had a surprising number of mausoleums and marble tombs big enough to sit on.
But anyway, in that graveyard a certain Tom Sloane found himself confronted with Jane Lane.
Who was supposed to be dead.
"Oh Tom..." She said to him, walking towards him slowly in a large Victorian gown, " I know you've always wanted me, and I've always wanted you. Finally we can be together."
Tom took several steps back as she moved towards him and managed to stammer out, "But Jane, I'm engaged to Daria... and you're dead."
Jane laughed darkly, "I'm not dead, I'm undead."
Tom was clearly trying to hide his fear and discomfort, "Yes, well, I'm not unengaged."
Jane smiled in dark triumph as Tom found himself back up against the wall of a nearby mausoleum, "Tom," she said seductively, "let me kiss you...let me show you the deep, raw, passion of unbridled sexual frenzy..."
"But, Jane..." Tom stammered, trying to find a way out of this, "I'm Episcopalian!"
Jane undid the top of her dress, "So are these!" she said, exposing her surprisingly ample breasts.
Tom nervously laughed, "Jane!"
"Now we can be together..." Jane said while leaning towards him as her fangs descended, "Forever!"
However the sudden appearance of Mr. O'Neill with a crucifix killed the mood.