When Someone Covets Something They Desire And

Never Under Estimate A Pretty Little Liar.

Here You Go, Dear."" The Corners Of Mrs. Colbert's Mouth Curled Up. "you Like Meat, Don't You?" Emily Blinked. Was It Her, Or Did That Statement Seem...loaded? She Checked Issac For His Reaction, But He Was Innocently Selecting A Roll From A Wicker Basket. "uh, Thanks." Emily Said, Pulling The Platter Toward Her. She Did Like Meat. The Kind You, Um, Eat.

Ew, No!' Laurel Said, Brushing Past Him. Dracula Covered Half His Face With His Cape, Shunned Vampire-style, And Scooted Away To His Perch Behind The Counter.

Don't Get Too Comfortable. It's Not Over Until I Say It Is. -a

The Air Smelled Like A Mélange Of Everyone's Perfume And Hair Products, With A Slight Undertone Of Booze.