To be fair, I also get a bit handsy. [Something about the mood he's in is puffing him up with a little bit of bravery--that and the general calm demeanor of his conversational partner. It's never been easy for Arthur to just say what's on his mind, and probably never will be, but at least for tonight it's easier, and he's sort of enjoying it.

The compliment still makes him flush, but he manages to smile back, even if he can't resist the urge to brush a strand of blond hair out of his face.] We're characters from an American television show, The Munsters. I think it aired in the mid-sixties--it was kind of a parody of both classic monster movies and situation comedy like Leave It To Beaver. Lily is both a vampire and the nurturing mother archetype, while Marilyn serves as both the mundane counterpoint to the rest of them and the naive teenager girl--

[And right about then, he realizes he's rambling and cuts himself off, the flush deepening.]

Sorry. I tend to get a bit carried away when it comes to pop culture. Um, I'm actually not sure I recognize your costume either.