“On Mardi Gras, she got his soul back and freed him. (Wulf)Oh man, that sucks. Now he’s going to have to join Kyrian on the geriatric patrol. (Chris)”

“Yeah, I know, but word came from Artemis herself that she wanted him here. Looks like we’re having a psycho reunion this week…Oh wait, it’s Mardi Gras. Duh. (Talon)”

“Mardi Gras, baby. Mardi Gras. Time when all manner of weird shit cuts loose and parties down.”

“That’s Ash’s baby. (Kyrian)Lucy, you got some ‘splaining to do. (Wulf)”

“Oh no, no, no! Are you going to suck my blood? (AmandaDo I look like a lawyer to you? (Kyrian)”

“Has Wulf explained his little problem to you?"Cassandra's eyes widened as she tried to think of what 'little' problem Wulf could possibly have.Unconsciously, her gaze dropped to his groin."Hey!" Wulf snapped. "That has never been my problem. That's his problem.""Bullshit!" Chris snapped. "I haven't got any problems there either. My only problem is you yenting at me all the time to get laid."Oh, Cassandra really didn't want to go where this conversation was leading. It was way too much information about both men.”

“I’ll go and help. (Chris)What are we supposed to do with you, Chris? Lob you at them? (Wulf)”