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I want. To go. HOME.

Of course she's okay. She kicked ass.

It wasn't an, um...cop, situation. Uh, how much do you know about me, Nathan?

Parkman, then? He can be helpful.

... I take it there's something to know.

Well...

They weren't human, the ah, guys that jumped us. They were vampires.

... Okay.

I know, it sounds insane, but it's true. They were vampires. And I'm a vampire slayer.

So these, ah, vampires attacked you?

Mmhmm. You can talk to Peter about his demon-hunting jaunt if you don't believe me.

I didn't say I didn't believe you.

You didn't say you did, either.

I think I can fly. Who am I to say you can't fight vampires?

Point.

It's still pretty hard to believe.

I know.

Are there a lot of them?

Always seems to be.

... Should I be worried?

You can fly.

True. Some bastard with teeth comes after me, I'm out of there.

There you go. You have nothing to worry about.

Um. If you ever need an escape route...

Hmm?

Well. I can move pretty fast. Zip in, get you out. You know.

Aw, that's...kinda sweet. Thanks, Nathan.

Do you have my number?

No, I don't.

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