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Maybe I shouldn't have pushed him away so much during the whole vampire fiasco.

Some bloke punched me in the hallway. For no reason.

And I mean it, for once. Didn't even know the guy. Certainly hadn't slept with his girlfriend/wife/sister/etc...so I'm not sure what it was for.

Ah well.

What is the meaning of this? Does somebody have a deathwish? Because I can assure you that a death sentence is what you will receive for bringing me here against my will. Release me immediately and remove your mark.

[EDIT: Filtered to Vampires, Werewolves, Shapeshifters, other supernatural beings.]
I've not been here five minutes and I've scented you. I kindly remind you that my separation from my family does not negate their rule over our kind. Tell me your names and your standing with the Volturi.

Okay so generally I'm used to being in Vegas at least some of the time, but this whole thing is kind of ridiculous.

I guess it's possible I just drank way too much and someone's playing a joke on me, but I doubt it.

Speaking of needing a drink, I think I definitely need one. And why the hell is all this stuff in this room familiar? If this is your idea of a joke John, it's totally not funny. Not even for you.

Right then. Let's try that again.

John Constantine. You lot are a fascinating bunch, aren't you? The old weirdness magnet is working overtime, that's for sure.

Finally have a complaint with this place. Do you know how annoying it is to order my cigarettes from England? It's fucking inconvenient, to say the least.

What's going on? Why am I here? Send me home. Bitch. Whine. Moan. Rage.

That's the standard format, yes? Didn't leave anything out? I'd hate to deviate.