"I don't know!" Her voice broke into a wail which brought Quincey over; the dog made a pathetic whining noise until she scooped him up, and she plopped him into her lap. Quincey scrambled for footing and half settled against her legs and Ed's.
"I mean, that's so fucking stupid, right, that people are characters from books but Vlad and Pete and Lena all say it's true and they wouldn't lie would they?" Another pleading look at Ed. "It's so fucking unfair you missed all of this! Some stupid fucker from the building barged in when Vlad was--biting--Lena--" She sounded jealous, she knew, but at the moment, she didn't care. Why did Vlad want stupid fucking Lena anyway? If if the allure came simply because she was married, she's wasn't that pretty...