Jerry walked to the living room and welcomed everyone to it. "Please excuse the mess, I haven't finished unpacking," the 'vampire' said.
Charley didn't take the invitation to the living room, like Evil and Brenda. "Where do you keep your coffin? Or do you have more than one?" asked the boy as his friend chuckled at his question.
Peter was taken aback. "Charley!" the vampire hunter scolded.
"It's all right, Mr. Vincent," said the host, not taking his eyes off of Brenda. He strolled around to the other sofa, as if to not disturb the cuddling couple. "I'm quite used to it by now. As you may or may not know, Charley brought the police over a few days ago."
"Brewster, you didn't!" gasped Brenda, looking up from the couch.
"Damn right I did. Only they didn't believe any more than any of you," said Charley. "But you'll believe me soon enough. Give him the holy water!"
"Charley, there's no reason to be rude about this," said Amy.
"It's perfectly all right, Amy," said Jerry. He got off of the sofa. "Where is it?" Peter gave him a small bottle of water. "And are you sure that this holy water?"
Peter nodded. "Positive,' the vampire hunter said. "I saw Father Williams bless it myself."
"Get ready to run. I'll protect you," said Charley to Amy. "Evil, Brenda, you might want to go now. Not sure if pregnancy slows someone down or not."
Jerry took out the cork. "Bottoms up," he smirked and down the bottle.
"Well, now, Charley, you saw that," said Peter to a rather shocked Charley. "Are you convinced now that Mr. Dandrige is not a vampire?"
"It can't be," breathed Charley.
"Brewster, you saw it!" cried Evil. "No vampire can drink blessed water!"
"Then it wasn't blessed, Evil!" cried Charley.
"Are you call Peter Vincent a liar, Charley?" asked Brenda crossing her arms.
"If he's not a vampire, have him touch this," said Charley holding out Evil's cross.
Jerry backed away but Amy snatched the cross away. "You've made a fool of yourself once!" she scolded. "There's no reason to compound error!"
"You've already caused your friends quite enough pain," said Jerry. "You wouldn't want to cause them any more, would you?"
Charley knew what he meant by that. He breathed again. "No, of course not."
"Then you're finally convinced I'm not a vampire either?" asked Jerry. "Right?" Charley nodded sadly. "Well, I'm glad that's settled." Jerry pranced over to Peter and hung his arm around him like they were old friends. "I cant tell you how much I appreciate this, Mr. Vincent. You've been a great help."
"Glad to be of service!" smiled Peter.
Amy, Evil and Brenda came into the foyer as well. "It's very nice meeting the both of you, Feel free to drop by anytime," smiled Jerry. "I specially love babies."
