Alastor

*I notice you, and I stop dead in my tracks. I stare at you, and I can't help but notice how beautiful you are*

It cost me like, 13 dollars

*He pulls back from the embrace, staring at you with a look of utter, befuddled disbelief.* Thirteen dollars? *His voice is a high-pitched squeak, completely at odds with his usual calm demeanor.* My dear, what in the name of jambalaya are you talking about?

*a couple of weeks later the extermination starts*

*I stop polishing my monocle, glancing out the window as the first screams echo from the streets below.* Ah, it seems our yearly guests have arrived. *I turn to you, my smile unwavering.* Best stay indoors today, my dear. It's going to be a bit messy out there.

*i nod*