Don't know its name. It looks like a girl... Red hair. I've seen it lurking about before. It's open about what it is. Nobody seems to think it's something to be concerned about.

[Except him. This is exactly the sort of thing he'd been trying to tell Stark about. It was preventable on so many levels.]

She might not be.

[ something to be concerned about, not always, anyway. This might have been the first time. As a person who's friends with a zombie, he tries not to judge too quickly. ]

I never heard of any redhead vampire munching on people. Might be a mirror, might be a Wonderland induced madness ]

FRIDAY will locate her for me, we'll have a chat.

Make sure she tells you about the time she found a murder scene and her response was to take a bite out of a witness. It seems like that might be important.

[If only it wasn't already too late to pin the entire murder on that vampire. It would be more fitting.]

[ UGH THESE TWO. She's been flailing in the background, trying to edge in and graciously grant them the information they need. Eventually, she gives up on being polite and yells it out. ]

Her name is Jessica Hamby!

[ She huffs, crossing her arms with her lower lip poked out a tad. Tony's snide comments earlier had definitely not been missed. ]

I've seen her on the network. You know, because some of us keep an eye on things!

-- The dating sim has its uses.

[ and at least now he has a name to go with. ]

Right, bleeding stopped. Take some pain killers - I'll recommend narcotics and I'll go look for the vampire lady.

She's quite skilled with her databasing. Monika, be sure to leave Mr. Stark some of the poetry you've constructed about the network. I'm sure he'll be interested in your technique there too. [And it might spare him a few hours of listening to her drone on.

But he presses gives Tony a more serious stare after the bleeding stops.]

You're going after her alone? At least make sure you're wearing the armor. She won't be able to bite through it that way. Protect yourself.

[ Monika makes a face. For once in her life, she's not excited at the prospect of writing something for someone. Especially someone that decides to comment on something she can't really help!!! ]

...I'll think about it.

[ It'll probably be very passive-aggressive poetry if she does take the time to do it. Very, very passive-aggressive.

Still, she says begrudgingly: ] Thanks, Mr. Stark.

[ She steps off screen to go to her room. She needs to brood for a while. And breathe. ]