We Just Need Some Faith.

Answer My Question, Bacchus. I’m Not One Of Your Dickless Greeks To Be Kept Waiting For An Answer. (camulus) You Better Take A More Civil Tone With Me, Cam. I’m Not One Of Your Flaccid Celts To Shake In Terror Of Your Wrath. You Want To Fight, Boy, Bring It On. (dionysus) Whoa, Hang On A Second. Let’s Save The Fighting For When You Two Take Over The World, Okay? (styxx)

I Worry About The Men Of Your Time, Grace. They All Seem To Be Great Fools. (julian)

Count Yourself Lucky. I Watched My Entire Family As They Were Eaten Alive By The Very Pack Of Animals You Have Downstairs In Your House With Your Child. The Blood Of My Parents Flowed From Their Bodies Through The Floorboards And Drenched Me While I Lay In Terror Of Being Torn Apart By Them. I Was Only A Year Older Than Your Child When It Happened. My Parents Gave Their Lives For Mine And I Watched As They Gave Them. So You’ll Have To Excuse Me If I Have A Hard Time Thinking Good Of Any Animal Except Those Who Are Dead Or Caged. (angelia)

Nah. I Got It. Just Try Not To Stake Jean-luc Again If You Meet Up With Him. (acheron) I Can’t Help It. All You Fanged People Look Alike In The Dark. (tabitha) Yeah. I Know What You Mean. All You Soul-full People Look Alike To Us, Too. (acheron)

Can You Just Saw His Arm Off While We're Here And Get Me Loose? (amanda) I Could Do That, But He Needs His More. I'd Cut Yours Off Before I Did His. (tate) Oh, Great, What Are You, His Igor? (amanda) Wrong Movie, Igor Was Frankenstein's Flunky. Renfield Is The One You're Thinking Of, And No, I'm Not Renfield. Name's Tate Bennett. Parish Coroner. (tate)