"We aren't," she protests. "Like, we have similar behavior patterns and shit and our strategies to deal with people are, like, hella similar because he's the one who taught me how to people, but like. Our underlying reasons for it are different. Also, I'm smarter and he's prettier. And I haven't given up on love. Though, like, I guess maybe he didn't either after all. And maybe I sort of did as a vampire. I don't know."

But then she bites her lip. "Anyway. Uh. Before I took us for a drive to tangentland, weren't you asking me about me? I forget now."