Can You Trust Me, He Said. Not

He Will Apologize, Or I'll Give Him A Lesson In Swordplay He Will Not Like At All.

It Goes Something Like 'there Are A Lot Of Ways To Be Yourself.

I Said With Perfect Honest, "i Have No Intention Of Trying To Take These Suckers Out By Myself, No.

Beauty: "you Called Me Beautiful Last Night." Beast: "you Do Not Believe Me Then?" Beauty: "well - No. Any Number Of Mirrors Have Told Me Otherwise." Beast: "you Will Find No Mirrors Here, For I Cannot Bear Them: Nor Any Quiet Water In Ponds. And Since I Am The Only One Who Sees You, Why Are You Not Then Beautiful?

What Was New Was The Fact That, Despite My Heart Doing Its Fight-or-flight, Help-we're-prey-and-hey-stupid-that's-a-vampire Number, I Was Glad To See Him. Ridiculous But True. Scary But True.