Wade scrambled out of the car. "I am! Er-... was! Really!" Oh god, now he had to actually remember some of those facts... "I was born in Galway Ireland, 1753 - I was a drunk, a loser and a woman sired me and.... later on I was cursed by a Gyspy to have a heart. I was a vampire with a soul and... stuff happened. Maybe it's not all that boring, I mean, every time I got it on with people I lost my soul again, and then I had to go into Davy's Jones locker and save this chick Cordelia and I became human again and I'm trying to turn over a new leaf and a new life and I'm sorry I kept it from you... but at least I'm being honest now?"
Wade kinda felt sorry for the guy. Just a little bit. "But hey, you can go and all that. Thanks for the sandwich, toots." He said stepping back into his car and shutting the door. Where the hell was Kathy, anyway?