“Mr. Crepsley "What are you doing?"Darren "Looking for fangs."Mr. Crepsley "We do not grow fangs, you ass!”

“thanks for saving me back there larten errmm thats mr crepsley to you - darren shan and larten creplsley - the vampires assistant”

“What are you doing?""Looking for my fangs.""We don't grow fangs you idiot!”

“You mean I might end up like you one day?" I asked, alarmed at the thought of sounding so serious and stuffy. "You might," Mr Crepsley said, "though I would not bet on it. Seba commanded my utmost respect, so I tried hard to copy what he did. You, on the other hand, seem to be determined to do the opposite of everything I say." "I'm not that bad," I grinned, but there was some grain of truth in his words. I'd always been stubborn. I admired Mr Crepsley more than he knew, but hated the idea of looking like a pushover who did everything he was told. Sometimes I disobeyed the vampire just so he wouldn't think I was paying attention to what he said!”

“She was a beautiful woman." Gavner sighed, tracing the outline of one of the elephants. "She just had very bad taste in underwear …""And in boyfriends," I added impishly. Mr. Crepsley burst into laughter at that”

“We don't grow fangs, you idiot!”

“No, thats not how it happened... Mr crepsley dropped. He was impaled on the stakes. He died. And it was awful... His cries as he writhed there, bleeding and dying, burning and screaming, will stay with me till I die. Maybe I'll even carry them with me after I go.”