Brunch:
Never fear, we shall get your werewolf tomorrow night, or our name isn't the hunch bunch.
Dracula:
You'd better get him this time or your names will be mud, or maybe even blood.
Crunch:
[panics]
BLOOD?
[Exclaims something uninteligible to Brunch, accidentally hitting him with spit in the process]
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