Wait. You Think I'm Going To Die?

If She Just Wanted To Come Home At Night To Eye Candy With Good Hair, I Could Probably Be That Reasonably Well.

Rose, I Cheat At Cards And Buy Liquor For Minors. But I Would Never, Ever Force You Into Something You Don't Want.

She Felt So Much Emotionally, She Would Say, That A Physical Outlet - Physical Pain - Was The Only Way To Make Her Internal Pain Go Away. It Was The Only Way She Could Control It.

Lure Him Out. Send In A 'customer' With A Message From Me Needing To Meet Him. I'm Not The Kind Of Person He Can Ignore-well, That He Used To Not-never Mind. Once He's Out, We Can Get Him To A Place We Choose." I Nodded. "i Can Do That." "no," Said Dimitri. "you Can't." "why Not?" I Asked, Wondering If He Thought It Was Too Dangerous For Me. "because They'll Know You're A Dhampir The Instant They See You. They'll Probably Smell It First. No Strigoi Would Have A Dhampir Working For Him-only Humans." There Was An Uncomfortable Silence In The Car. "no!" Said Sydney. "i Am Not Doing That!

I'm Like A Fine Wine. I Get Better With Age. The Best Is Yet To Come.