"He did put a fucking volcano in ancient fucking Rome when we showed up, the asshole." She watched scotch. It was ironic that the best fucking scotch she'd had in a long time came in the middle of a fucking zombie attack and she didn't get more than a sip of it before her best friend had to go die on her.

"Just geniuses who have the ability to become anyone they want to be by just fucking reading books about it. Not as fucking weird as some." And there was that whole shadowy organization and scrolls, but she didn't know about them yet.