"You know, you're really something," Davina told Thomas as they once again crossed paths at the grocery store.

"We just keep meeting like this," Thomas told her as he parked his cart by the frozen foods, opened the freezer, and grabbed a couple of pizzas. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you follow me on purpose."

"Please," Davina scoffed. "Someone is a little full of themselves, aren't they?"

"It's not being full of myself if it's the truth," Thomas countered.

"Ugh!" Davina said, looking into his cart. "How can you like pineapple on pizza?"

"Have you ever had pineapple on pizza?" Thomas asked. "Don't knock it if you've never tried it."

"Of course I've never had pineapple on pizza," Davina told him. "It just…it looks gross." She shuddered. "What sort of vampire are you?" She asked. "I thought you were supposed to drink blood."

"I do," Thomas nodded. "And keep your voice down. You can't go around shouting things like that in a supermarket."

"Why?" Davina chuckled and zapped up a garlic bulb with a smirk. "You think someone will come running after you with this?"

"No, not exactly," Thomas told her and snatched the garlic out of her hand, throwing it on the floor. "I was thinking more along the lines of a stake or an axe to chop off my head. I know it doesn't seem like that could happen, but it never hurts to be cautious. It's how I've stayed alive for so long."

"Yeah," Davina scoffed and shook out her brown hair. "That and probably not doing anything interesting or risky in your life ever."

"You don't know," Thomas shook his head. "I spent a lot of my life on river boats going up and down the Mississippi. Sometimes there were gambling brawls that broke out, or smuggling operations, or things like that."

"Well, I suppose that could be seen as interesting," Davina told him reluctantly. "I guess." They began walking together down the aisles while Thomas tried not to say anything because telling her to go away would be useless.

"Hey!" He said when he saw her take some grapes from a bunch and eat them. "You can't just do that. You have to pay first!"

"What are you gonna do?" Davina asked. "Send me to fruit prison?"

"No, that's stupid," Thomas shook his head. "But you really shouldn't make a habit of just taking things."

"Fine," Davina sighed and zapped up some grapes to make up for the three that she'd eaten. "I made restitution. Are you happy?"

"I'd be happier if you weren't here causing me trouble, but I'll take what I can get," Thomas shot back.

He put up with her until his cart was full, and then said, "All right. I'm going to check out now. I'm not sorry we'll have to part ways."

"Oh, don't be silly," Davina smiled. "I know you want my company for a few more minutes and are too shy to say so, so I'll spare you the trouble of having to ask and just tag along."

Thomas rolled his eyes and made an irritated noise in his throat, but, realizing that he wasn't gonna get rid of her, let her come along without further comment. His eyes were on his groceries, so he didn't see her putting magazines and other little knickknacks from the checkout in her coat pockets and under her coat, as well as zapping some things into his own pockets.

"Hey!" The cashier said as some cough drops and candy fell onto the floor in front of him from nowhere. "Were you planning leaving here without paying for those?"

"I didn't have those," Thomas protested. "I don't know where they came from!"

"Sure," the cashier said as he came around and grabbed Thomas with one hand and Davina with the other. "You two are a couple of really inept criminals, you know that?"

"Not as much as you think," Davina smiled and heedlessly opened the cash register with her magic, taking out several stacks of bills as everyone looked on in shock. "My partner and I are actually pretty good. You're just lucky it's the first job we've pulled in a while. It could have ended much worse."

Thomas struggled a bit as they tried to subdue him for when the police arrived. "I'm innocent!" He cried. "I'm innocent! That witch framed me!"

"Calm down, buddy," the cashier told him. "Struggling only makes it worse."

"No!" Thomas said. "I won't be dragged down for something I didn't do!" He broke free of the man's grip and, overcome with rage, bit him, despite everyone watching, including Davina, who, even though she could have, did nothing to stop him. In fact, when the man tried to get away, she held him down to give Thomas more time to feed.

Eventually, it ended with Thomas and Davina both being put in a jail cell together while the police figured out what to do with them.

"I really hate you, you know," Thomas told her. "You holding him down didn't help anything."

"Of course it did," Davina smiled and put a hand on his thigh. "It got you more time to feed, didn't it? And you need that. You don't look well-nourished." She then moved her hand from his thigh to under his shirt. "Yep, you're just skin and bones, aren't you?"

Thomas began breathing heavily as her hand moved over his bare chest. Then he realized that he didn't have to put up with that and gave her a push so that she fell off the bench they were both sitting on with a shriek.

"Hey!" The policeman who was on guard told them. "Settle down in there!"

"She was antagonizing me," Thomas said to him. "I was only trying to defend myself."

"Well, don't do it anymore," the man snapped back. "Keep your hands off each other."

"You don't have to tell me," Thomas replied. "I wouldn't touch her for a million dollars. And when is it that I get my phone call? I know my rights!"

Davina heard this and chuckled. "If this is how you act when threatened, how the hell have you survived all these years?"

"I do well enough," Thomas told her. "It's not really your business to criticize."

"I can't believe you just want us to stay here," Davina said. "It's really easy for us to leave." She tried to cast a spell to make them both disappear, but oddly enough, it didn't work.

"That's strange," she said and tried over and over to cast the spell. "Something is wrong! I think my powers have been affected."

"Or you could just be horrible at magic," Thomas opined. "Did you consider that?"

Davina narrowed her eyes. "You think you're so smart," she said. "But you're really not."

Then the officer approached them again. "One of our officers can do tricks like that," he told her. "When we found out what you were, we figured that you'd try and use your powers to escape, so we put a little something on the cell to keep you right where you belong."

"That's not very sporting!" Davina pouted and stomped back to the bench to sit down. "And it's a bit chilly in here. Turn the heat up, would you?"

"No," the officer said immediately without looking up as he went back to his paperwork.

They both got their calls made, but unfortunately people were too busy to come bail them out, so they ended up having to spend the night together in the jail cell.

"Okay, here's what will happen," Davina said. "Since we only have one cot and one blanket, I get the cot and I get the blanket."

"No," Thomas shook his head. "What sort of stupid idea is that?"

"It's called chivalry," Davina replied primly and put the brown blanket around herself. "Since I'm the woman, you have to be uncomfortable. I don't make the rules. I just remember them."

Thomas then came over and stole the blanket from her. "Have you also heard of 'All's fair in love and war'? That means that in this troubled time when it's every man for himself, I can take whatever I want since you're less powerful and I can kick your butt." He then pushed her away and settled on the cot himself, turning away from her to face the wall. "Goodnight."

"Well, I suppose this isn't all bad," she said and gave him a spank. "I have a nice view." She then made another grab for the blanket and they were both engaged in a tug of war until the blanket ripped in two.

"I guess that's as good a solution as any," Thomas told her. "I get half and you get half."

"Yeah," Davina scoffed. "Whatever." She then went in her corner, put the blanket over herself, and tried to fall asleep. There was silence in the cell until Thomas whispered, "I'm not very comfortable either."

"Oh, shut up!" Davina whispered back. "At least you don't have to sleep on the floor!" She then got up and strode over to the cot, studying it. "There's actually enough room for two people on there."

"Not comfortably," Thomas told her and moved so he took up more space on it.

"Doesn't matter," Davina replied and did her best to shove him against the wall. "There's space and I'm taking it."

"Good luck when I'm stronger than you are," Thomas told her.

But she was very determined and soon he was squished against the wall with no blanket while she settled herself in the best she could next to him on the groaning, sagging cot and covered herself up. "Good night," she said.

"You are the most annoying little-" Thomas began before she reached over and put a hand over his mouth.

"There you go," she said and closed her eyes. "Sweet silence at last."