That said, Grace fails to look startled or disturbed or any of the other negative reactions Pam might have encountered from other patrons. All she does is smirk a little and take a long drag on her smoke. After all, she'd gotten drunk and horny and let the Prince of Darkness or whatever the hell he calls himself feed off her in the stairwell upstairs.
Grace amuses herself thinking about her uptight sister's face earlier this evening, how she'd wiped down the bar at Louie's with those stupid disinfectant baby wipes before unloading her newest bullshit idea for family bonding. How would Paige react to a wine glass of blood?
Five Hail Marys and an ear-splitting scream.
She snorts and shifts on her seat, leaning on Bar. "So get this. My idiot stick-up-her-ass sister wants us to take a family cruise. Twenty-five Hanadarkos stuck on a boat together. That. That is hell."
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That said, Grace fails to look startled or disturbed or any of the other negative reactions Pam might have encountered from other patrons. All she does is smirk a little and take a long drag on her smoke. After all, she'd gotten drunk and horny and let the Prince of Darkness or whatever the hell he calls himself feed off her in the stairwell upstairs.
Grace amuses herself thinking about her uptight sister's face earlier this evening, how she'd wiped down the bar at Louie's with those stupid disinfectant baby wipes before unloading her newest bullshit idea for family bonding. How would Paige react to a wine glass of blood?
Five Hail Marys and an ear-splitting scream.
She snorts and shifts on her seat, leaning on Bar. "So get this. My idiot stick-up-her-ass sister wants us to take a family cruise. Twenty-five Hanadarkos stuck on a boat together. That. That is hell."