Beth Turner : I keep dreaming about you. Why?
[she walks over to Mick]
Mick St. John : [vamped out] Please, don't look at me.
Beth Turner : [looks at the state that Mick's in] Oh my god.
[Mick turns to look at her; his eyes silver and blood drips down his chin; she gasps]
Beth Turner : What are you?
Mick St. John : I'm a vampire.