Lost Girl

That's me. Highest sales in the division.

And then in the morning, I'm flying back to Omaha.

That's great.

Coming through behind you.

--Everything good out here? -- Yeah, no, I'm fine. I'm just starving.

--It's $10.50. --Oh, right. There we go.

Oh, and darlin', you keep the change.

And this one's for you.

Oh, thank you, but I can't. It's policy.

Excuse me, darlin'.

Hello, beautiful. Pretty drink for a pretty lady.

--Sure. Cheers. --Cheers.

Well now, you are thirsty, aren't you?

We", aren't you just the sweetest thing?

Thanks buddy, and ciao.

Is that so?

Aw, come on. Can't get rid of me that easily.

Any inside tips?

Hey, where you heading to? Any good parties?

'Cause I got a few hours that I would love to kill.

Yeah, good luck with that.

You sure are a pretty little thing, aren't you?

Gross. Back off or I'll vom.

Whoa. Why am I tripping?

What was in that drink?

Oh, just something to make you a little bit friendlier.

We are friends, aren't we?

Come on, baby. Just a little kiss.

Oh, let go, creepo.

You good?

A-okay.

You are very naughty.

Left without saying goodbye.

Don't you know when a girl's playing hard to get?

What do you want?

Just one little kiss.

This is so going to be viral.

Hey!

What about me?

Okay. Let's get you out of here.

You're pretty.

I saw you eat somebody's face. It was amazing.

That's just terrific. Let's go. Come on.

I'll take you somewhere safe.

Bye-bye, Mr. Smiley Face.

Hey. Finally decide to show.

So, what have we got here?

Male, mid 30's. No ID, just a room key for the hotel.

Woman found him over an hour ago. I'd say that's it for witnesses.

Any cameras in here?

Busted. Checking on the garages.

Jesus. What the hell happened to him?

Look, you want to give us a little space here, Frank?

Yeah, Frank, why don't you go canvass or something?

--You got it. --Thanks, man.

Vic's human.

Yeah, killer definitely wasn't.

Our side?

I hope not.

This is sloppy, leaving a feed behind like this.

I don't recognize this kind of kill, do you?

No, but it's a good way to die.

Dude died with a smile on his face.

Hair.

Brunette.

Got it.

What you got?

He's been drinking.

And I smell a human on him...

Female.

Well, this time of night, that combo? My money's on the hotel bar.

Uh huh.

I don't know. Sounds like a guy that was here, but it's been a crazy busy night.

I can't remember them all, you know.

--Liked the ladies, though. --How's that?

Kept hitting on our bartender all night.

Leaves, sniffing after some little blonde.

This bartender-45 she a brunette, by any chance?

Yeah. Her name's Bo. She just started, like, a week ago.

You know, she's smokin' hot.

So, you got a last name, address?

No. No. She's daily. Or was, you know.

She leaves on a bathroom break and don't ever come back.

Totally fired now.

Rush the security tape from the garage. Our eyes only.

I want to get a look at this Bo.

Gotcha.

Nice place while it lasted.

Ah!

Shit!

Sorry. I was just leaving.

Where am I? Who are you?

Okay. Just calm down. You're okay. You passed out last night.

I would have dropped you home, but none of these wallets appear to be yours.

It's a nice little sideline you got going.

I'm a collector of rare wallets.

I'm not judging. I'm glad you're okay.

I don't feel okay. What happened last night?

Did somebody slip me something?

Yeah, some creep in the bar spiked your drink

and you hallucinated a lot of weird stuff, I bet.

So, you didn't... you didn't eat some dude's face in an elevator?

No. There was no eating of faces.

Wow, that's crazy.

Thank god. That was some creepy-ass shit.

Kids and your camera phones.

--Don't freak out. --I'm freaking out.

--What did I just say? --How can I not freak out?

--Have you seen you? --Yes.

--Did you kill him? --Just slow down.

Oh my God, are you going to kill me? Oh my God.

You know, that is just stupid. Why would I save you?

--Are you okay? --I don't know.

Can you "get“ asthma?

I think I'm totally getting asthma here.

Just breathe.

Fine. I don't need this.

I have to blow town now after saving your ass.

And find somewhere else to live, again.

You're welcome, by the way.

Excuse me, lady, person.

It's Bo.

Hi. Kenzi.

Look, I'm sorry. You... You're obviously very nice for...

whatever you are.

But I just had, like, the scariest, weirdest night of my life, okay.

So can we just please talk about this like normal people?

I think it's fairly clear that I'm not exactly normal.

Good. Good. Because normal people do not help out strangers.

If you were normal, I could be dead.

I won't tell anyone, please, I totally promise, okay?

Just give me, like, twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes and you will never, ever, ever, have to ever see me ever again.

Please.

That depends.

Do you like milkshakes?

Gotcha!

Gotcha. Gotcha. Gotcha.

Hey, hey, hey, got it.

That the bartender?

Heading to her car with the blond still alive and kicking.

Now, look--that's the part I don't get. Why take the kid?

She want a snack for the road, what?

I think she was protecting her.

Hotel put a name to her John Doe, so I pulled his jacket.

He's got a few assaults. He likes slipping things into girl's drinks.

I'm thinking he targeted the blond and the bartender stopped her.

Can you make that plate?

Please.

Good.

Put out an APB. Maintain surveillance, but do not approach.

I want us to be first on the scene.

You got it.

Are you just going to stare at me?

Sorry.

By the way,

I know things could have gotten really messed up for me last night

if you hadn't shown up, so thanks.

Oh, well, you're welcome.

Okay, screw it. I got to know.

Some things are too stupid to say out loud. So...

Here.

You are a tool. And I don't know what the hell I am.

Honestly, just a freak, I guess. Does it matter?

Kinda of. I mean, what exactly did you do to him?

It's hard to explain, okay? I just, I sort of...

I sort of drain people.

Oh my god. Are you a--

Dude, are you a frickin' vampire?

No. No. No, it's not like that.

Okay, it has nothing to do with blood, it's just...

It's this hunger that builds and builds and then eventually, I...

do what I did last night.

So, you can't control it?

--No. --Wow. That's shitty.

No, I'm serious. It's, like, no way to live. You should...

You should really work on that.

Thanks.

So, look, are we done with the show-and-tell, 'cause I got to get going?

--Can I get you anything else? --No, we're good.

I'm a little short right now.

If there's, uh,

any way I could come back some other time and make it up to you?

God, yes.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Hold up, woman.

Wha-What the hell was that?

I'm serious. What was that?

Oh my god!

How's the tea?

Always the best. Always the best.

You know when I walked in here, that waitress--

She was seriously clocking you, man.

And she looks just like your type.

I'm sure she does.

Excuse me. I'm going to take my game on the road.

--You do that. --Uh huh.

Show you how it's done, baby.

Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello.

The girl from last night, is it her?

You tell me. Female, out-of-towner, unannounced,