Is she for real?” He paused and reconsidered. “Are you for real? Spells? Magic? I mean, don’t get me wrong. I drink blood and control people’s minds. But I’ve never heard of anything like this.

So much grief, so much anger. So unlike the usual Adrian.

You destroy my life then feed me inspirational philosophy.

What is it with you and frozen desserts Why do you always want them?" "Because we live in a dessert.

Eerily, the coronation was kind of a reverse of Tatianaʹs funeral. What was the old saying? The queen is dead. Long live the queen

And I figured you'd drive a four-hour round-trip before giving up your car to someone else

He's been out for a while," she said. "You ready to take a break?" Hopper could exist in this living form or be transformed into a small statue, which helped avoid uncomfortable questions when people came by. Only she could transform him though. "Yeah. He keeps trying to eat my paints. And I don't want him to watch me kiss you goodbye.