Off! Off! Bad Nerd. Bad Nerd.

Come here bookworm!

Oh god. I'm so so sorry - so sorry.

That's going to be a little more believable when you aren't licking your fingers.

This, for future reference, is why you don't starve vampires.

We need to know what she knows and killing her -

- is impossible, and I certainly don't know any differently.

Are you really that excited to know what Vordie's up to by having him spring it on us fully formed?

She has a point, Mattie.

God, you're predictable. It's embarrassing.

Uh, your master plan is hiding -

under the floorboards like a vampiric Boo Radley and I'm embarassing?

Who knows what he's up to. I've never met a Vordenberg with a plan -

The whole family's one unbroken chain of doddering fools.

Well at least you can tell us what you and the Corvae were up to.

No. I can't.

Mattie, just tell her.

I really can't.

My instructions were if anything happened to Mother, I was to return and facilitate the transfer of the campus to Corvae.

And since Mother is dead, I can't exactly get clarification, now can I?

Well, why would Mother want to sell the campus to some company?

Corvae isn't just SOME company?

They're huge and incredibly powerful.

The hire thousand year-old vampires as consultants, they acquire maimed demi-gods.

Honestly, I was shocked when they backed off when Vordenberg got elected.

Maybe they didn't.

They made a deal with one board member, why wouldn't they do it again?

No way that old fanatic makes a deal with an organization like Corvae.

Well what can he do without them?

The only things in that crater are an angry Deep One and a soul-eating sword you dropped -

so he raises a weapon he can't use or pulls up an angry Deep One?

Even Vordenberg has more brains that.

Well, what about the gates? The Corave guys were talking about them.

I don't know about anything about any gates...

Although, there are some fairly nasty concoctions someone who knew enough

could whip up with the blood of a deep one.

Like what?

Mass hypnosis. Blood Plague.

Well it's not great, but I mean -

Spontaneous universal aging, Contagious madness. Ooh! Setting the planet's atmosphere

on fire.

Yeah, OK, so far, far better that Colonel Klink doesn't get his hands on the secret ingredient.

So how do we stop him?

It be damn sight easier if someone hadn't made him the Chair of Silas University and practically invulnerable.

There is a possibility. But you and I would have to figure out how to get past the Baron's patrols.

To do what?

To get a mani-pedi, my nails are shot.

[Snort]

To get a weapon, genius.

What kind of weapon?

Not your concern, little girl.

Of course it's my concern. We're supposed to trust you? Last time you were here your great plan was to level the campus.

It be better off if I'd levelled the campus.

Do you think your players in this?

You "students of Silas University"?

You're the grass on the field. You're the leaves on the trees. You're mayflies.

Just because I'm too practical to kill you for sport, doesn't mean you're aren't expendable.

If need be.

Are we clear?

C'mon Carm. We should talk.

[Vampires roll out]

[Minus J.P.]

[Dirty look]

We can't trust her can we?

We don't have a choice.

Although her all your lives are expendable speech doesn't exactly fill one with confidence.

Danny I wanna... I need to tell you something.

Something that I'm not supposed to know -

Something very, very secret -

And I need you to promise not to tell anyone or use it unless you absolutely have to.

Of course. Of course I promise.

Ok.

Underneath -

Laura. Uh, the webcam.

Oh.

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