-Sandra brushes her fangs in the bathroom, holding up a funky looking spacewarp mirror to make sure she's getting it all-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She stops, leaning out into the hall in her pj's, toothbrush still in her mouth, hair down-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She leans back into the bathroom-
-Alright what have we got. Shampoo in the eyes won't do anything lasting. The curling iron will take too long to heat up. She could tear the toilet out and drop it on his head, but that'd probably flood the place-
-Nah, keep it simple-
-She chomps the head off her toothbrush, sharpening its end on her fangs, then casually walks up behind Terry-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She grins-
Hi.
-And goes to shank him with her shiv, right in the chest-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?RAAAUGH!
-She grabs his arm across from hers and goes to shove him against the wall-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She's caught, trying to bite at his neck to tear a chunk out-
I'm not going back!
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I hate him! I hate him and I hate you and I hate all of the rest of you!
-She mists, flooding away, seeping under a bedroom door-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She kicks the door open, this time carrying a rapier and stabbing at him with it-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

"Passing through? To the other side?"
"Oh, I'm just an curious old maid..."