fuckitybye

[Malcolm nodded. He took a pen and notepad out of his jacket pocket and scratched down a few notes of what Bela said, eyes still on the book as if he was copying out a passage. It was interesting to see where Bela's version of the story dovetailed with Ana's, and also some of what he'd gotten from Damon.]

Hell of a lot of info you got there, love. Mind if I ask you if you got a dog in this fight, or you just a casual observer?