You're dressed for dancing," she said in her throaty stage voice. "Being undressed for dancing occured to me, but I didn't think Merris would like it.

Your soul is like the souls of a thousand monkeys on crack, all smushed together.

Some magicians are rich, some are famous, some are stupidly good-looking.' Jamie gave Nick a rather complicated look. Nick raised an eyebrow. 'Some of us manage to be stupidly good-looking on our own.

I hear in the big city, girls dress up like sexy witches and sexy vampires and sexy Easter bunnies, and go to parties where they do all sorts of scandalous things," Kami said. "Luckily you and me, we got to walk around our town looking at our neighbours' gardens and remarking 'My, that's a good-looking scarecrow' to each other. I guess this is why our natures are so beautiful and unspoilt.

I was thinking." "I see no evidence of that, Jared." Kami said.

Also, vampires don't eat food. You never get to eat chocolate again. Ever. I'd rather die.

Nick subjected him to a long, judgmental stare. "There's something very wrong with you," he said at last. "I thought you should know.