Well, I always was curious about this sort of thing... You stay and have a very interesting time. Your new lover never does get around to telling you his name. Isn't that just like a man? All physical, no emotional or mental. Shortly after he's finished, he rolls over, and goes to sleep with a smile on his face. It would take dynamite to wake him up this time.
If I hurry, I can still dash up the hill in time to catch up with Thomas.
I'm awfully sleepy. Thomas can go hunt vampires or bats or whatever until the cows come home. I'm going home in the morning.