"Uh.." Sabriel became a little bit wary when he heard the strange exclamation come from the woman who entered just after he did. He'd been trying to figure out where he was and how he got there after he realized that he wasn't high or drunk. It wasn't a big deal, the whole getting back thing. He figured things happened for a reason and he'd end up home whenever he wanted to be there. Too bad he didn't know where he was. It didn't alarm him though, at least not past the original "Where the fuck am I?" question he had. After that, he was willing to accept just about anything. Keywords: just about.
"No, before you ask, I am not him. I don't run around sparkling in the sun, sorry.." His words immediately left his lips as he shifted his eyes to the side. He hated getting asked if he was Emmett Cullen. Did he really look that much like that dude? And if anything, couldn't he be mistaken for someone cooler than a lame ass sparkling vampire? He barely sat through the first movie without falling asleep half-way through. And that was tolerated because of the girl he was seeing at the time loved the book series and he thought maybe it'd get him some play. It didn't. She ranted about the movie but talked about how pretty Robert whatshisface was. Hearing about how so "ohmigod hot" some other dude was for about an hour and some change was enough to kill whatever mood he hoped he could have set.