I Am A Demon Hunter. Clearly, I

Gracious," Said Cecily. "you Must Be Mr. Sallows." "nephilim," Observed The Shop Owner Gloomily. "i Detest Nephilim." "hmph," Said Cecily. "charmed, I'm Sure.

I See That You Are Working This Vampire Angle With Some Success. And Kudos. Lots Of Girls Love That Sensitive-undead Thing. But I'd Drop The Whole Musician Angle If I Were You. Vampire Rock Stars Are Played Out, And Besides, You Can't Possible Be Very Good.

There Are Some Kinds Of Wounds You Can Get, Internal Injuries. You Don't Know What's Wrong With You, But You're Bleeding To Death Slowly Inside.

I Do Not Know Two Finer People And Could Not Imagine Better News. May Your Lives Together Be Happy And Long. Congratulations, Brother.

Pretty Soon The Only People Left Without A Girlfriend Will Be Me And Wendell The School Janitor, And He Smells Like Windex." "at Least You Know He's Still Available.