I glanced at Derek. The boy wonder didn't melt into a pile of goo, although his gaze was glued to Rowena's chest. Avoiding eye contact. Good strategy.

Shapeshifter parenting motto—if your kid slit somebody's throat, always have a backup plan to make the body disappear.

If I lose control, you'll be the first to know." "I'm quite perturbed by the idea.

Maybe if I prayed to Miss Marple, she’d hook me up with a clue

I do shodo magic,” Dali said. “I curse through calligraphy. I have to write the curse out on a piece of paper and I can’t move while I do it. One smudge, and I might kill the lot of us.” Oh good. “But don’t worry.” Dali waved her arms. “It’s so precise, it usually doesn’t work at all.” Better and better.

Jealous of the actors now, are we?" "What, of some fancy boy on the screen? Inconceivable." Oh, this was going to be good.

First rule of bodyguard detail: know where your 'body' is at all times.