I've Finally Reached A Stage In My

I Was Driving By, Doing A Security Check... And I Smelled Leg Of Lamb." Morelli

Now That We Know You're Not A Hundred Percent Vampire You Should Stop Trying To Suck Necks," I Said To Ziggy. "i'll Try," Ziggy Said, "but It's A Hard Habit To Break.

I Really Wouldn't Classify The Books As Mysteries. I Prefer To Say That They're Adventures.

That Might Work," I Said. "i'm Good At Faking It." This Led To A Couple Moments Of Uncomfortable Silence From Both Of Us. "you Didn't Mean... ?" Morelli Asked. "no. Of Course Not." "never?" "maybe Once." His Eyes Narrowed. "once?" "it's All That Comes To Mind. It Was The Time We Were Late For Your Uncle Spud's Birthday Party." "i Remember That. That Was Great. You're Telling Me You Faked It?" "we Were Late! I Couldn't Concentrate. It Seemed Like The Best Way To Go.

Bob Had A Dog Buscuit Stuck To His Head. "how Does He Always Get Food Stuck To Him?" I Asked Morelli. "i Don't Know," Morelli Said. "it's A Bob Mystery. I Think Stuff Falls Out Of His Mouth And He Rolls In It. I'm Not Sure." -morelli And Stephanie