Vell, Im flattered. Zey thought of old vlad. Who put you up to it? Was it the tent? Coffee? Arson? Who figured it out? You realize im not coming for the meds, yes? I'd donate blood but I'm not sure if that's a good idea. Last time i fell in love with the phlebotmist. Nearly faints at the sight of me now. But I'll take a pint. You don't mind if I stay out of sight for a few years? Too much attention.
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