"Ugh." Quinn said. With the uttering of that syllable, she made her displeasure known to her partner. Whether that displeasure came from being hungry, tired, or sick of being out in the rain in the Glades was unclear. But, then again, she was happy that she had a chance to finally bring out her hypno-swirl umbrella, and that was always cool.

She looked over at Ellie and pointed to the picnic pavilion. "Let's go sit down for a while. I'm tiiiiiired."

Ellie was already pouting because it was cold and she was rained on and there was mud on her cute shoes and heroing was so stupid anyway. "Yes!" she agreed to the pavilion. "Did you bring snacks?" she asked hopefully.

Hurrying to the nearest bench she slumped down on it. "I want to go home," she complained.

"We only have like..." She pulled her phone out of her water-proof bag and frowned.

"Nevermind." She didn't even want to say it. It was depressing. "My mom was supposed to pack something. Let me see." She dug through her bag for a moment and sighed.

A can of tomato soup came out in her hand.

"Ugh. Mary-lou." She said under her breath and sat down on the floor.

"I hate everything."

Ellie looked longingly at the can of soup. This was the worst.

"Can't we just pretend that I went and then go home and just not go anymore?" This seemed reasonable. In fact, she had already gone so it wouldn't be a total lie. They were already lying about Ellie being team leader so what did one more lie mean at this point? "Let's go get pizza or something. I have Daddy's credit card!"

Quinn shook her head. "Quinn said Rick checked up on him one time so we have to be here in case he checks up on us." She sighed.

"Um, maybe the pizza place needs patrolling too?" she suggested in what she was pretty sure was a helpful way.

She didn't care if Rick checked up on them. It was raining. He was probably inside his nice warm apartment watching TV with his pretty girlfriend and eating Chinese food or something equally delicious.

"Let's go anyway," she pleaded with him. "Please Quinn?"

"We can't! I can't let him down." She sighed. "You can go, though. I'll finish the patrol."

Ellie pouted unhappily. "I can't leave you alone, you'll get eaten by a vampire or something." This was the most logical conclusion, which she knew because she had seen Twilight and Vampire Diaries so she knew that in the forest in the dark was exactly where they were going to get eaten by a vampire.

"I guess I'll just finish it," she said finally. "I don't want you to get eaten."

Quinn shrugged. "If you want. I think I could take a vampire though."

"Nuh-uh," she shook her head. Quinn didn't know anything about vampires. They were dangerous. "You're not stronger than a vampire, you would totally get eaten." Obviously. Quinn could be so foolish.

She stared at the soup some more. "Too bad your brother isn't here to cook that."

"Vampires can't bite through ice." She said. Then, she looked at the soup. "I don't even like tomato soup." She sighed.

"Well, I do." She pouted again and gave up on her dreams of delicious soup.

"They don't have to bite through ice they could smash it because they're super strong." Obviously, duh. Quinn was so silly. "Anyway, I'm staying so you're not going to get bitten by a vampire so we don't have to worry about anything."

"I guess not. Vampires would go for you first. You're the pretty one." She nodded. That was Ellie's job. She was Daphne.

"I'm the bait," she agreed. "But not because I'm pretty but I probably taste better." Yep, that was it.

"When we're all done can we go get food?" she asked. "If we don't I will probably starve to death."

She nodded. "Vampires think pretty people taste good. That's how it works."