I pulled the door to the shop open and stopped for a moment to let an old woman out before walking in. It smelled amazing in this place, like a warm fresh baked donut and coffee. It wasn't blood, but it would help with the heat outside, for sure. I looked around all the people in the place before walking over to the line. I stood for about 5 minutes before my turn came. I looked up at the menu, digging in my pocket for my money. "What can I get you?" The honey sweet voice of the cashier in front of me said. Her voice was so lovely and I felt like I could listen to it all day. "Can I get a, um.." I looked down from the menu to see her face and it felt like my non-beating heart stopped, again. Beautiful. "A d-date with you?"