"Yeah! I'm fine, actually--better than fine. Great, even!" His good mood seems to have persisted. "It's just turned 3...wait, did you say something about a coffin?"

That's both kind of disconcerting and so classic vampire that Peter was seriously considering going out to try and find him (steal him) one.

He pulls on his shirt and motorcycle jacket and finishes tying his shoes as he chatters. "--so like, dude--I actually remembered it this time. Isn't that great? I don't know what the difference is, just--and it didn't hurt as bad. I mean, it still hurt, and I'm sore, but it's not as like, incapacitating--"