If Victor Was Frightened By Dimitri's Threat,

Hey, Volusian, You Haven't Been Checking Me Out, Have You?" He Gave Me His Trademark Bland Stare. "i Assure You, Mistress, The Only Allure Your Bare Flesh Has For Me Is To Remind Me How Easy It Will Be To Slice Open." I Laughed. If Not For The Fact He Was Actually Serious, He'd Be So Much Fun.

He Flipped The Dail, And I Crossed My Arms Over My Chest As Some Vaguely European-sounding Band Sang About How Video Had Killed The Radio Star. I Wished Someone Would Kill This Radio.

We’re Suckers For This, Sydney. Men. You’ve Got Me Completely Helpless Right Now. You’re So Beautiful And Alluring, And We Guys Can’t Help Ourselves. We Fight Wars For You, Cajole You . . . And You Put Up With Us. We Have It Easy Here In Bed.” She Turned My Face Toward Hers. “this Wasn’t Exactly Difficult For Me.” “but We Still Have It Easy. You’re The Strength, The Pillars . . . Our Defenders, Our Children’s Defenders.

I Sighed And Stared Off Without Any Particular Focus. "i Miss Him So Much." "i'm Sorry," She Said. "will It Ever Get Better?" The Question Seemed To Catch Her By Surprise. "i...i Don't Know.

You Forget: I Have An Addictive Personality. I'm Addicted To You. Somehow I Think You Could Do All Sorts Of Bad Things To Me, And I'd Still Come Back To You. Just Keep Things Honest, Okay? Tell Me What You're Feeling. If You're Feeling Something For Dimitri That's Confusing You, Tell Me. We'll Work It Out.