"Yeah let's not do the eating thing. I'm a little bit on the not so tasty side. Too many prosthetics and the like in my body." Nate joked, sheepishly. He had a vampire infront of him that didn't seem to register exactly as vampire to him. "Actually kid, we both want the same thing. You want to meet this Shane, as do I. However your motives differ from mine. I want a contract with him. Some contract killing, as is my business. You vampires are really good for business as well, you always want some Purge zealot or some SOLDIER control freak offed, and being that I'm a human, I can get to them and off them without having to rip through a whole building to find them. They may be human, but their bodies racking up is great for business, and right now since that Lady Mo' is kickin' up a storm, business is booming. Understand?" Nate explained, hoping to convey the fact that he was indeed, not edible, and not on the menu.

"And kid, if a company dog wanted you dead, they wouldn't have gotten caught if they were smart...emphasize the IF."