“Garrett ran a hand through his hair. “How can you stay the head of the Stake-Out team? Isn’t that a conflict of interest?”“You expect me to stake myself?” Sean growled.“I’ve got a nice, big one you can borrow,” Gregori suggested.”

“Jack grabbed Phil's arm to teleport back to Romatech.Phil muttered a curse. "If you say one word about this to the other guys, I will stake you in your sleep.""Don't worry, sweetheart. If they find out about this, I'll stake myself.”

“Gregori leaned forward. "Can you believe it? We're all a bunch of mutants! Just like the Ninja Turtles."Angus blinked. "We - we're like... turtles?"Gregori burst out lauging.Ian shook his head, grinning.Connor snorted. "Nay. We have vampire DNA. No turtles.”

“Sean groaned. “What are you thinking? The future of Vamps around the world depends on this, and you’re subjecting those poor innocent girls to a playboy and the self-proclaimed Love Doctor?”Phineas huffed. “Dude, I can be a perfect gentleman.”“On what planet?” Sean growled.”

“Gregori jolted back. "Snap! You couldn't control one measly mortal?"Roman clenched his fists. "No."Gregori slapped a hand against his brow. "Snap!""Why the hell are you snapping? Are you a turtle?" It was times like this that firing Gregoriseemed to be the wise choice.”

“Roman pressed the handkerchief against the gaping hole where his right fang should be. "Thit.""You could use your own healing powers to seal the vein shut," Laszlo suggested."It would be clothed permanently. I'd be a one-thided eater for all eternity." Roman removed the bloody handkerchief from his mouth and reinserted his fang into the whole.... "Sir, I suggest you go to a dentist." Laszlo picked up the fang and offered it to Roman. "I've heard they can put a lost tooth back.""Oh, right." Gregori snorted. "What's he supposed to do, waltz into a dental office and say, 'Excuse me, I'm a vampire and I lost a fang in the neck of a sex toy.' They're not going to be line up to help him.”

“Why don’t you two take a little walk?” Eleni suggested. “The moon is beautiful tonight.”“That’s a great idea.” Robby stood, releasing Olivia’s hand. “Will ye walk with me, lass?”“Yes.” She grabbed her sweater, pulled it over her head, then fixed the clip that held her hair in place onthe back of her head.“No funny stuff,” Eleni warned. “I’ll be watching with the telescope.”