Second Chances: the Network

So, are we trusting the fry bar, or...?

Guys. I think Angie is trying to fatten us up like the witch in Hansel and Gretel. I mean, she keeps feeding us.

Other people, because I didn't eat any of the chocolate or the fries. But, it seems weird. I know I can't be paranoid about everything, and I have absolutely taken candy from strangers, but it's hard to trust free food here.

Bonjour, petits mortels. Allow me to introduce myself; I am Lestat de Lioncourt.

It me semble seems to be that I have found myself gracing San Francisco with my presence against my will and I je ne suis pas sûr am not certain what to make of that, et je ne l'apprécie pas non plus.

J'étais pour la dernière fois à la Nouvelle-Orléans entourée par un violent ouragan et maintenant je suis ici.

What a strange evening it has been.

[OOC Note: All French dialogue can be translated if you hover over it.]