I'm older, I'm permitted two dad jokes per outing. [He's confident with that much, even if Alucard still looks like he's in his mid 20s.] Besides, it'd actually be a rather good name for one of those New Age type of shops.

[Which Alucard's had minimal exposure to, all things considered. Romanian New Age includes being pretty sure vampires are still real, depending on where one travels.]

I'm looking forward to the terrible, cheesy underbelly, I will admit. And if there are other places you'd rather go that are a struggle, hm. [He pauses, tapping finger against chin.] Get us in and I'll get the bill.

[He's about to say more, but there is the horrible terrible sound of screeching subway breaks as the train pulls in, and Alucard flinches out of instinct.]

Do they all sound like that?