Vladimir: So you didn't go to Lord Edwin's vampire meeting either.
Blood Mage: Of course not. Nobody gets to tell me where or when I should go.
Vladimir: Vladimir agrees. Edwin is so...
Edwin Black: So what?
Vladimir: Ah, I was going to say so... virile! A true primordial vampire!
Edwin Black: I went to the trouble of reserving a special place for you at the meeting, but you didn't show up.
Vladimir: Well... It's because Vladimir was sick. He had drunk spoiled blood.
Edwin Black: Well, I thought you'd like to know that our clan is now funding Demon Lord Clayman's little projects.
Vladimir: What?! If I'd known there would be important decisions at that meeting, Vladimir would have gone even with a stomachache!
Blood Mage: Let him go!
Vladimir: This is absurd!
Blood Mage: Why don't we attack him together right now? After all, he's made of flesh and blood too.
Vladimir: Are you delusional? He's a Primordial Vampire. Stronger than an army of Vampire Lords.
Blood Mage: Well, I'm a one-man army. He can't be stronger than the two of us together.
Vladimir: Wait, Vladimir needs to get ready to look fabulous before the battle.
Blood Mage: Now! Bloodbyss!
Vladimir: Vladimir's Special Attack!
Briar: Hey! Daddy Vladi!
Blood Mage: Daddy?
Edwin Black: Daddy?
Briar: Hi, Vladi! What are you guys playing?!
Blood Mage: You have a daughter?
Vladimir: No! She's just a laboratory experiment from Vladimir's company!
Vladimir: Vladimir doesn't have a daughter! He only has an annoying nephew named Viego!
Blood Mage: Where do you think you're going?
Vladimir: Let me go, young man. Vladimir is not claiming this daughter!
Edwin Black: Interesting.
Edwin Black: She looks adorable. How much does she cost?
Vladimir: Stop laughing! Vladimir doesn't see nothing funny here!
Blood Mage: Good thing she showed up to distract us. We would have finished you off! Hahaha!
Edwin Black: Haha, no, you wouldn't have.