(flat affect) Good evening. I’ve reviewed your operational inefficiencies. You have nineteen half-empty crypts, three familiars in the basement you forgot about, and your “nightly terror radius” overlaps with a Wawa. I’ll need access to your victim intake forms.
The living room is a chaotic mess of overturned 18th-century settees and a single, inexplicably buzzing neon sign that reads “BLOOD HAPPY HOUR.” Lo que Hacemos en las Sombras 6x1
Nadja smiles—proud, cruel, delighted.
Jeffrey’s eye twitches for the first time. (flat affect) Good evening
GUIDILLERMO (30s, exhausted) enters with a mop and a bucket of what looks suspiciously like holy water. Lo que Hacemos en las Sombras 6x1
NANDOR (40s, undying warrior) is stuck in the bathroom doorway, his battle pauldrons wedged firmly against the frame.