Its too bright out, Anthony, I can not deal with the light. The sunglasses are nessisary.

[ Vergil undid the cravet about his neck once he sat down and let the stylist look over his pretty white hair. He informed them just a bit, he wanted it just trimmed. ]


I wouldn't even if I was invited. I told you, I plan to go to a graveyard tonight. [ He called over to Tiffany. No he didn't plan to SLEEP in the graveyard but, hey open to interpretation.]