I’m supposed to be working on my fantasy novel. But the vampire won’t leave me alone this morning, dammit.
Ardellis: Dude, it’s broad daylight. Aren’t you supposed to be sleeping?!
Byron: What, you’ve never heard of insomnia? Besides, you’ve been ignoring me for months. And I’m much more fun that that smuggler over there, admit it.
Ardellis: That’s only because he’s not cooperating with me at the moment.
Byron: Take a break, then. Let him know what he could be missing.
Ardellis: Fine. But after we deal with this, you will shut up and let him figure out how to save his friend without getting himself or his kid killed.
Byron: As long as I get to see Constance Putnam’s face when she realizes what I’ve done, I’ll be happy.
Ardellis: You realize she’ll kill you.
Byron: (grinning) She’ll try.