‘ ––––– Okay, Malibu Barbie, here’s the deal. You’ll be letting the nice man go, and then I’ll shove this poke-y wooden stick through your heart. Sound good?’
( annoyance at her feeding rudely interrupted . ) fangs retract into pink flesh , tongue swiping over bloodstained lips , small hands going slack on broad shoulders of her ; SNATCH / EAT / ERASE . “ MALIBU BARBIE? have you even looked in the mirror lately ? “