"The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat"
"Rodney set a plate in front of me and one in front of my mother. I almost fainted when she began to eat instead of hurling it at him. Had one of the vampires gotten tired of her bitching and bitten her into a better mood? She caught my flabbergasted look. "I watched what he put in it" she said defensively. Rodney, instead of being insulted, just laughed. "You're welcome, Justina."
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Source: Jeaniene Frost (2010). “At Grave's End: A Night Huntress Novel”, p.46, Hachette UK
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