"Honey, I'm home."

Drio came out of my bedroom. "How'd it go?"

"Well, I didn't tell my mother that I'm a demon, we're both going to dinner tomorrow with her and Harry so you can be put through an inquisition, and she gave me this." I tossed the crucifix on the coffee table.

"She knows it's demons, not movie vampires, right?"

"I vant to suck your blood." I mock-jumped him, arms outstretched. "But no, I think she figures it's all the same. At least that's ...