Riley's upper lip twitched into a semblance of a smile that was earnest even if it was still a little suspicious of the man before him. There was a look on the vampire's face that started in his eyes and culminated in the odd flicker of his tongue. Riley was fairly sure that he knew that look, but he wasn't that sure if he believed in it. "You don't seem like the type for wrestling." He said slowly, pronouncing wrestling as 'rah-sling.' There was a searching look in his eyes, still curious, "You're too pretty. And your dee-cor is awful nice."