Greg sat up, a startled look on his face, "She is?! Well, bloody fucking hell! Did she just off and elope with the Claw? What the hell?!" Greg couldn't help but chortle, "What? Did she get hit by some kind of spell that made her go all soft and squishy in the head? That is some funny, funny shit my friend," and he took a large drink, "So what else is new with you? I mean, other than changing your whole life by getting married? You do anything for fun these days?"
"What about Vincent? Is he kicking about somewhere? And Blaise? How is he faring?"