Tiberious Maximus Aurellius Dominatus Esquire

It was what most would call a normal quiet neighborhood with houses lined up next to each other. Each house was decorated in different ways with patios, playgrounds, or pool areas with different decorations in their front yards. Lights within these homes lights began to shine through as night started to envelope the bright sky. It was now time for the creatures of the night to come out.
There was a single, ornate streetlight at a corner of a four-way street, it hummed as it's ugly yellow glow shined into the darkness. There was a house, like any other, that was randomly chosen as a target.
Tiberious straightened the cuffs of his pristine white collared shirt, a theatrical flourish as he did so. With a deep inhale, he stepped off the curb and headed up to the house. "It's showtime! Let's give it our all!" he muttered as he went up the pathway of the house to the front door. All he needed was permission inside, it couldn't be that hard he hoped.
After a knock on the front door he produced a small, polished brass bell from an inner pocket of his jacket, its surface gleaming under the porch light. Once the front door opened he gave it a quick, singular ding. “Good evening, esteemed guest!” he announced, his voice hinted he had practiced his lines ahead of time, as he showed a charming smile stretched across his face. “Tiberious Maximus Aurellius Dominatus Esquire the 3rd Backslash the 4th Dee 5th at your service. I am the housekeeping," he points at his abnormally large name tag, "from the Grand Nocturne Hotel. Just checking if you require service, perhaps fresh blood, or ah, I mean bedding change?"