“A number. For my sister. Angela, about your age, black hair and blue eyes. And needs to start dating again. She’s into that Battlestar Galaxy thing, hunts vampires, great with computers. That’s her day job, by the way, when she’s not tossing spells and staking bloodsucking perverts. Real sweet kid. Loves dogs.â€?

Simon was torn. After all, no good whatsoever could possibly come out of dating Blake’s sister. On the other hand, what did he have to lose? The world was probably going to end in five years. And maybe this was a woman who would finally understand him. Well, she’d have to.

After all, they spoke the same language.