Ew, no!' Laurel said, brushing past him. Dracula covered half his face with his cape, shunned vampire-style, and scooted away to his perch behind the counter.

Only two can keep a secret if on of them is dead.

I'm sorry, okay, I'm not perfect, but I'm trying.

But you can't make someone be something they're not.

Never trust a pretty girl with an ugly secret.

Whatever baggage you have, use it. Conquer it. Don’t let it stop you.

Don't get too comfortable. It's not over until I say it is. -A