Conversation Was Irrelevant. Only Pie Mattered.

Sydney: "you Can Be Jet If You Want, But We Are Not Posing As A Couple Again" Adrian: "are You Sure? Because I've Got A Lot More Terms Of Endearment To Use. Honey Pie. Sugarplum. Bread Pudding." Sydney: "why Are They All High-calorie Foods? And Bread Pudding Isn't Really That Romantic." Adrian: "do You Want Me To Call You Celery Stick Instead? It Just Doesn't Inspire The Same Warm And Fuzzy Feelings." - The Indigo Spell

Ah, Those Two. In A Fight, They’re Lethal. Around Each Other, They Melt.

As Far As We Know, Everyone’s Right— Strigoi Don’t Want To Hang Out In Palm Springs.” Eddie Became About One Percent Less Tense.

Right. As Opposed To Your Cradle-robbing Mentor. I Don't Really See You Making Much Progress With Him.

Vladimir Did Great Things—so Could She. Besides, They Come First, Right?" "not Always." I Stared. I'd Had They Come First Drilled Into Me Since I Was A Child. It Was What All Guardians Believed. Only The Dhampirs Who'd Run Away From Their Duty Didn't Subscribe To That. What He Said Was Almost Like Treason. "sometimes, Rose, You Have To Know When To Put Yourself First.