"No, not snakes, just several million bottles of peroxide. I mean gross. Who even does that Billy Idol thing anymore. Even my minions say its passe and they don't know ANYTHING"
They were nearing one of her houses. But he had snarked her shoes. HER SHOES!
She twirrled the vampire, pushing him into the wall hard and poked at his chest. Of course this being Glory, she managed to actually push her finger through the skin.
"My shoes" she insisted "are frickin exquisite. There are people that would KILL for shoes like mine And by the time I'm done with you Spikey, You'll wanna kiss them. Got it."
She sighed stepping back slightly, she hoped he wouldn't try to run. It was lame when they did that.
"Do you know how hard it is to be here, with all of you, locked away. Spikey baby I wanna go home as much as you want me gone. But for that to happen I need Dawnie. Need to bleed her y'know. Why won't any of you just give her up?"