“You never heard ofplugging her in ? My God, Myrnin, you made a vampire computer?”

“Who's Myrnin?"Claire controlled an urge to roll her eyes. "Badass crazy vampire scientist who's my boss.""You realize no part of that sentence made sense, right?”

“I don’t see a way in,” Eve whispered.Why are you whispering?” Myrnin whispered back. “Vampires can hear us, anyway.”

“Take her home. And-""Say nothing- yes, yes, I heard you the first seven hundred times," Myrnin said, much too sharply. "I'm ancient. I'm not deaf.”

“Myrnin: Have we been introduced?Frank: Probably not. Why, you asking me out, sweetheart?Myrnin: You’re not my type, darling.”

“My kind [vampires] does not surprise easily," he said. "You surprised me, this morning. I have thus used up my full quota of shock and consternation for some interval."I stared at him. "You made a *joke*.""I have heard this kind of thing may happen...”