Both the vampire and the ghost chuckled simultaniously and the vampire crossed his arms in front of his chest as well. His eyes fell on his other self and he noticed the similar gesture and uncrossed them again. Being too much alike felt wrong. Instead he leaned his back against the wall.
"Yeah, we just keep that side well hidden," said the vampire with an amused smile. Maryanne could be mean, Mitchell knew that. Shit, she could bitch and he didn't always agree with everything she said. But she was a good person and there was something inside of him that was not.