“Who are you?""I'm the stuff of your nightmares... Actually, I'm the stuff your nightmares wake up screaming about”

“That should sober him up""Actually, he hasn't started drinking yet”

“Bart glared at his old friend. I'm not sure I like the new you, he said ~Take me to the blood tavern..Take me to the vampirate ship..If you don't mind me saying so, buddy, since you died, you've gotten awful bossy.What's the rush anyhow? aren't you immortal now? from where I'm sitting, you've got all the time in the world”

“And on the way, we'll have plenty of time to talk or not talk about whatever's on your mind”

“So I'm deputizing for the deputy, am I?, asked Connor with a grin.”

“Death is death. Whether you die smiling or with tears in your eyes, it amounts to the same thing. A whole heap of nothing”

“So how do you make your exit?" she asked. "In a puff of smoke? Or do you just vaporize?"He grinned at her. "Much as I hate to be a crushing disappointment to you, I reckon I'll just take the door.”