Barbie, on the other hand, is clapping her hands together like an excitable child, or some valley girl from California.

"Wonderful. I suppose you know enough about us hunters to be able to tell me which conspiracy you'd like to sign up for?"

Maybe Mason is intelligent enough to realize that, at this point, he might not have a choice. Netsach was being nice about things, but regardless of his decision, his princedom over Detroit was probably over, as was his life as a free vampire. They were going to watch him, and they were going to be back if something else happened.

Maybe.