Why? Why is this happening to me?" Sophie asked.Sabine rolled her eyes. "Because you're the beautiful fairy princess and the evil Lord of Hell can't secure his kingdom until he's feasted from your flesh and slaked his thirst with tea brewed from the ashes of your incinerated bones."Nash groaned, and Tod laughed out loud.Sophie hiccuped, and turned to me, frowning. "Is she serious?

Sabine gestured to him with the half-eaten crust. "I like him. Not sure why he's wasting his time with the pole dancer, though."Tod laughed out loud and I groaned. "Sophie takes ballet and jazz. She's not a pole dancer.""There's more money in pole dancing," Sabine insisted.

Sophie glanced from me to Sabine, then back, scowling. "I'm not scared of her. I can handle myself." "Yeah, and hissing kittens think they're badass too," Sabine said.

It's gonna be the scene of a homicide if you don't put bitchy on the back burner