War Is Coming Communications.

I'm going to echo what Marcel said. Whoever shot D? When I find you, I'm going to make you suffer. You don't hurt my best friend like that. Christ, she's just a kid for Gods sake. What are you going to do for an encore, asshole? Steal Candy from a baby?

Just a friendly warning to whoever out there decided it was a good idea to shoot my daughter.

I will find you, and I will tear your heart out. Trust me, I don't do idle threats. I don't care who you are. Or what you are capable of. You better start running.

[Filtered to Davina]

Hey! How you feeling today?

Want some ice cream or anything?

So um, is anyone hiring for actual work? I feel that I should actually do something here.

[Davina]

So Marcel is totally cool with me living with you guys, right?

So um...what do people do for fun around here? Are there any clubs or cute guys around here?

[Marcel]

I never got to say thank you...for what you did. Saving me and all.

Davina? Look I'm all for a get away from the craziness that is New Orleans and the rampaging lunatic that is Klaus, but...was the creepy graveyard necessary? It's a bit cliched, don't you think?