Hey, California's the spot for vampires. You been to LA. Place is crawling with demons. And- Well, a big delicious brooding arsehole of a man. But that's neither here nor there. Still better than living on that garbage rock.

Heh, I don't give a shit about the population, gramps. This place is just, well. . . Bloody awful.

Oh holy– Wow, mate. You hearing yourself? You sound like such a geezer.

( Offers a cocky little grin in return, tongue tracing over one of his fangs.) Centuries, huh? Explains the dust. . . You can travel the world. Do anything. . . And instead, you live in the trash. Like cute little roaches.

Well, I've got a Slayer, and two sires who all want me so very badly and I don't live in Shitville U.S.A. . . I means love, yadda yadda, good and stuff. I'd much rather have love and a nice little crypt someplace. . . Well, better.

Oh, let me see. Blackmail material and all that. . .

Well if it's not as bad as me, pet. It can't be that bad at all. Come on, just a peek. I promise to almost look impressed.

@ angel.

Clearly, I'm the only o- Can't joke about that, really. Blokes are too fine.

Exactly, shagging is half the fun nowadays. That and drinking, if you can stomach it. . .

vampire suppliers. . . interact.

Did that. Twice. Didn't stick.

See, now there you go! Offering up a good time ripe for the taking.

Eh. Doubtful. I eat miserable little slayers like you for breakfast, pet. But I encourage you to try your best. I've been itching to have some fun and you look like just my type. Big and broody and such-

Shagging vampire hunters is just hot. Can't mince my words there. It's sexy that they can kill me and beat me up all pretty.

I'd be more than happy to let you shut me up.

Oh come on. You know it's funner walking between worlds.

Yeah. Obviously. We're pretty much all bisexual, mate.