"-- I'm not finished with you yet. Please... Sit." Bill nods, and Kermit tells him to sit down too. "Are you quite attached to your friend?" Bill and Sookie agree that she's "Mine," and for once Sookie doesn't rankle. I think I'd want Eric fully aware of that. I wonder how much of this conversation -- the voices, the shaking, the staring -- is a glamour never touching down. "What a pity," Eric says with a total fangbait look at her veins and stuff, "...For me." Sookie isn't unflattered, but as usual with vampires being all sexy at her, she's still about three bus stops behind. It's hard to get over the cold dead bodies that drink blood part. Unless, I guess, you're anybody else in the whole club.

"Hot as a fever/ Rattling bones/ I can just taste it... If it's not forever/ If it's just tonight/ It's still the greatest/ And you, your sex is on fire... Consumed with what's to transpire/ And you, your sex is on fire..."

Bill isn't loving sitting with them, but then that's fine because we're done with them. (My backup was supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago. I can't handle a raid on my own. These fucking vampires...) Sookie immediately says they have to get out of there, and ignores Bill's warning tone: "Eric, the cops are coming. There's gonna be a raid." Eric asks angrily if she's a narc, but she points to the guy; he protests that they're not doing anything wrong and she hears Nerdstache suddenly, in the lav ( Go ahead and do it. Open me up. I don't care. Make me feel something), about to get all kinds of eaten by Taryn. Pam asks how she knows all this crap, and Bill shakes his head selfishly at her.

I mean, it's not like they're going to eat her for being psychic, and she doesn't have to make her weaknesses pubic either, about the silence with the vampires. He is selfish because she can only use this to establish notoriety and relationships with other vampires, once they know she has skills, and then she stops being his little secret. I mean, we'll see, but I can't think of any other reason he'd be so insistent that she not demonstrate what makes her interesting to this interesting pair. As awful and queerbutt as Fangtasia! is, remember, it's still a room full of the only things in the universe Sookie knows about so far that make her feel less alone. If they weren't all about bad idea sex, plus the murder and bloodsucking, this would be a totally great hangout for her, both in the Mole On The Face way and in the Enjoy The Silence way too. Too bad vampires are creepy and gross and fuck everything up all the time.