June: Do either of y’all know what a viscount is? I’ve met, like, five of them, and I keep smiling politely as if I know what it means when they say it. Alex, you took comparative international governmental relational things. Whatever. What are they?
Alex: I think it’s that thing when a vampire creates an army of crazed sex waifs and starts his own ruling body.
Nora: That sounds right.
June: I wish I were a viscount. I could have my sex waifs deal with my emails.
Alex: Are sex waifs good with professional correspondence?
Nora: I think it could be an interesting approach. Their emails would be all tragic and wanton. “Oh, please, I beg you, take me—take me to lunch to discuss fabric samples, you beast!”
Alex: Could be weirdly effective.
June: Something is wrong with both of you.
This quote comes from the book ‘Red, White & Royal Blue’ written by Casey McQuiston.
