At such close range, even she could hit a vampire full force in the shoulder, surprising him considerably. He paused in his attack. “Well, my word! You can’t threaten me, you’re pregnant!

I Preserve the nonviable embryo in formaldehyde for future study. Lord Maccon has been drinking my samples. When confronted, he admitted to be enjoying both the refreshing beverage and the 'crunchy pickled snack' as well. I was not pleased" (Professor Lyall to Madame Lefoux)

How ghastly for her, people actually thinking, with their brains, and right next door. Oh, the travesty of it all.

What have I done thins time?" he paused to ask before continuing with his oral expedition about her body: her husband, the intrepid explorer.

And I find perfect beauty excessively boring, don't you?

You are about as covert as a sledgehammer.

My petal. Westminster’s toy had tea issues. Thank Biffy and Lyall. Toodle pip. A.