Vamps Page #2

- To pigeons?

You know what?

We never should've named them.

I know, you're so right.

I mean, how can you hurt

something named Snuggles?

- Or Mr. Doodles?

- Do you remember...

You're pathetic.

Pizza guy.

Pizza guy.

Who ordered the double cheese

and sausage?

You're late.

They said

You kept me waiting,

you bad boy.

Sorry.

You know what happens

to bad boys.

I hate when she's in town.

- It's disgusting.

- I know.

But let's just have

a good time.

- Come on, we deserve it.

- Taxi!

Besides, it's goth night.

And all the day players

always dress up so cute.

We're the oldest ones here.

Except for this schmo hawk.

- Can I buy you ladies a drink?

- We never drink...

mojitos.

Maybe you should court

someone your own age.

- Oh, did you see that cute one?

- Mm-hmm.

- Hey.

- Hey, Renfield.

Adam Ant called.

He wants his makeup back.

Oh, come on. Awaken me.

I wanna live forever.

Then you should try

eating more broccoli.

No, I don't want to eat more

broccoli. I want to be undead.

You are undead.

You're alive.

Yeah, stop imagining

crazy ideas.

No.

What?

- Stuck-up McVainypants is here.

So what?

Just ignore him.

Show him how much fun

you're having.

What? No!

No pictures.

Wh... then take me.

Come on.

Let's just go dance.

Isn't this place

a little Mickey Mouse for you?

There is Donor Club

in Chinatown.

I don't know what

you're talking about.

I think I can sense

a real vampire.

Vampire?

That word is so cornball.

And anyone

who says "cornball"

is at least 80 years old.

Okay.

I just don't appreciate

being called the V-word.

You prefer ELF?

Extended Life Form, yes.

So gay.

- Hey.

- Hi, Ivan.

I see you met Vadim.

You know he's my stem.

Oh, you're the Soviet stem.

Ukrainian.

Let's go to that club.

Blood Bank.

We don't feed

off of people.

Oh, great.

As long as Cisserus

takes care of herself.

- Why?

- Anything happens to her,

your years will accrue.

You wouldn't want

to look your age.

Excuse me.

I am Vadim.

This is Ivan.

I'll get my coat.

- Oh, Juicy.

- She is asking for it.

Yeah, I'd say.

Listen to me.

Vadim and Ivan

are bad guys.

I like bad guys.

No, you like nice guys.

Don't look at them

and don't talk to them.

Don't talk to them.

And remember,

nice guys.

Nice guys.

Guys that listen

when you say stuff.

Guys that compliment you.

Hey, Juicy.

Where are you going?

- Hey. We're gonna go.

- BRB.

Um, that only works

if you're leaving.

"Be right back."

- Oh. SL.

- What?

- "So long"?

- Close enough.

So I tell my parents I'm coming

to the city for my music.

And they say okay,

as long as I go to NYU.

You want?

No thanks.

I'm already in the mood.

So now they're all,

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