“I can’t believe you would run this errand for your sister.”Fang snorted. “Yeah well, remember, the term bitch was invented for our females.”

“Yeah, you better run home to your mama. Hide under her skirts until you grow enough balls to stand and fight. (Fang)”

“Just remember you have to bear my choice with the same grace and even tempered temerity I’ve shown with yours. (Shahara)Good. I get to whine and bitch. Can’t wait. (Syn)”

“Nah. I got it. Just try not to stake Jean-Luc again if you meet up with him. (Acheron)I can’t help it. All you fanged people look alike in the dark. (Tabitha) Yeah. I know what you mean. All you soul-full people look alike to us, too. (Acheron)”

“So who was she? (Vane)Why do you assume it was a female? (Fang)Didn’t know you were fond of men. I’ll file that under my special Fang folder. (Vane)”

“What? It's not my fault I stab all the fanged people. They shouldn't look like Daimons. (Tabitha)I didn't look like a Daimon, but you stabbed me. (Valerius)Yeah, well, you looked like a lawyer so I had to kill you. It was a moral imperative. (Tabitha)”

“I know I’m Charonte and we defer to our females, but you have to respect the fact that I’m Charonte and we protect our females to the end. You be my female. I be protecting. (Xedrix)”