“Don't worry about it," I said."Hey werewolves gotta drool, vampires gotta eat..”

“She plunged her snout into my hair and took a deep shuddering breath.A warm string of drool dripped from her open maw onto my bare shoulder.I forced myself to stay very calm, and after a moment, she released me.Giving a bashful shrug, she said, "Sorry. Werewolf thing.""Hey, no problem," I said, even though all I could think was, Slobber! Werewolf slobber! On my skin!”

“Hey,”he said, taking in my disheveled appearance. “Why are you up so early?”“Oh, I was just, you know, exercising.”I jogged in place for a second before realizing that I probably looked like a mental patient.”

“Cryptic Dad is cryptic,' I muttered ... We'd hung out all day today. Was there no time in there he could have said, 'Oh, hey, meet me at the magical bookcase at the butt-crack of dawn tomorrow, cool?”

“Was there no time in there he could have said, "Oh,hey,meet me at the magical bookcase at the butt-crack of dawn tomorrow,cool?"And what the heck did he want to do at that bookcase?”

“I may be a loser, but hey, at least I'm a loser who can do magic, right?”

“I don't know what I was expecting a vampire's room to look like. Maybe lots of black, a bunch of books by Camus... oh, and a sensitive portrait of the only human the vamp ever loved, who had no doubt died of something beautiful and tragic, thus dooming the vamp to an eternity of moping and sighing dramatically.What can I say? I read a lot of books.”