“Great. I guess you're the dog whisperer, vampire edition.”
“Great Paddy Shits in the Mornin', Elora! He's a vampire! No' a stray dog!”
“Cheap editions of great books may be delightful, but cheap editions of great men are absolutely detestable”
“I don’t see a way in,” Eve whispered.Why are you whispering?” Myrnin whispered back. “Vampires can hear us, anyway.”
“I'm going to talk to her.""And how's that going to go? You're just going to walk up to her and say, 'Hey, I know you've never seen me before, but I'm your dad. Oh, and guess what? You've won the evolutionary lottery: You're a vampire. Let's go to Disneyland!”
“I balked. Another vampire? I guess it made sense; the states of the Pacific Northwest were known for their lenient monster laws.”