“Feeding a crowd?' the woman behind the counter asked.Yes, ma'am ,' Fang said sweetly.Yeah, him and all his split personalities, I thought.”

“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.”

“You know what Oscar Wilde said, ma'am? He said, "nothing that is worth knowing can be taught". Nothing personal, ma'am... Carry on.”

“Fang," I said, my voice breaking. "Just live, okay? Live and be okay."With no warning, I leaned down and kissed his mouth, just like that."Ow," he said, touching his split lip, then he and I stared at each other in shock.”

“Here you’re just a person…one with a life force that can feed us all. (Misery)Baby, I’m not worth the indigestion. Trust me. (Fang)”

“For a split second they stared at each other. A fleeting, lasting moment. One person noticing another person out of a whole crowd of strangers.”