Yes. When talking about Dracula, his pride was the biggest issue at hand. Not the pointy teeth, not the bloodlust, not the complete disregard for human life. Oh no, no, pride was the topic of conversation. Joanie had to resist the urge to whack Gabby for that one. "Having a big ego might get him at the end, but in the present, he-" She cut herself off before she actually started talking about a killer in public. Glancing nervously over her shoulder, she sighed. "Just. Trust me on this. He's bad news."
Her lips pursed as Gabby continued to wheedle at the first question that Joanie had thought she expertly dodged. Married? The thought almost made her laugh. "No," she said, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. "I've just made some good friends." There was no way in hell she was telling Gabby about Sam. She'd either get asked annoying questions or have to start worrying about the little skank running up to his apartment and screwing him behind her back. She didn't need that. "I can't abandon them now."