“You’re a vampire,” Ker said. “You don’t even like food.” “No, but you do,” Aristide said. “Besides, what’s the point of—what are you always saying?—meeting companions and dictating to people, if you can’t use your skills to get things?” “First of all, it’s Win Friends and Influence People. And you do it because it’s nice to be confident and liked,” Ker said. Noctus’s exhale sounded similar to a dragon breathing fire. “You have not heard Ker talk about Dale Carnegie’s principles since the day she got that wretched book all the way until now to bait her like that.”
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