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But surely I must fear my mother's bed.

Yeah, well, neither will you.

What could a demon possibly want from me?

Morgan, you're really getting good.

I'd like to see Morgan without his better half. Bet he could tell me something.

What's the square root of 841?

It's just such a tragedy for me.

- Are you sure no one else can help you out? - My assistant got sick.

- Like a cat? - Yeah. No! It was Sid, the dummy.

- I don't figure you for a demon hunter. - I'm a vampire slayer.

- No one's missing. - So the demon isn't here?

There are various demons which feed off human hearts, but...

I knew a slayer in the thirties.

There's something going on with you.

Ha-ha. They prophesied that I should kill my father, but he is dead and hidden in the soil.

Look, sweetheart, he answered your question. Now leave him alone.

We can't wait for him to come to us. We have to figure out who we're dealing with.

And we think our afternoon classes are optional?

I don't get it. What is it? Avant garde?

You did say they creep you out.

- I didn't sleep at all last night. - All right, time out.

Well, he seems to be getting weaker every day.

- That's the drill. - You don't turn into a prince, do you?

Real antisocial types. You need to integrate into this school, people.

- Right. - Right.