“Quick! Head for the ground floor! We have to get out! We will die if we stay! The vampires are here!""Haven't you got a hug for me, Larten, old buddy?”

“He’s here. We can smell it. (Arcadian Sentinel)You need to get your head out of your sphincter and stop smelling your own underwear cause the only jackals here, buddy, are you. (Aimee)”

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

“Thanks a lot. You could have cut the girl some slack. We haven't had anything pretty to look at around here since Bradley's old golder retriever died died last fall.”

“Zen Hugs - the hugs that you would get, if we were there, if we could hug you, but we aren't, and we can't.”

“You do that, buddy, and get back to me,” Jonathon joked. I eyed the vampire and coven member. The love of my life and my friend. Could Jonathon and Isaac become friends? The idea was almost laughable. Almost. “Oh, so we have pet names now do we,” Isaac looked thoughtful for a moment, “If I’m buddy I think I’ll call you buttercup.”