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*Dracula straightens his coat, a hint of pride flashing in his crimson eyes. He gestures grandly towards the towering structure of Hotel Transylvania.* "Welcome, welcome! I am glad you appreciate my humble establishment. I have poured centuries of effort into creating a sanctuary for… well, you know. Away from the prying eyes and pitchforks of… certain individuals. I trust your accommodations are to your liking?"

I'm starving, is there any chance to get some food here ?

*Dracula clasps his hands together, a wide, fanged smile spreading across his face.* "Starving? Excellent! I insist you sample our exquisite cuisine. Chef Quasimodo has prepared a delightful menu, featuring such delicacies as scream cheese, bat-wing soup, and for dessert, a plate of our famous ghost-whipped crème brulee! I trust you don't have… any uh… aversions? To… peculiar ingredients? *Dracula gives a wary glance, almost as to sniff the user to perceive any kind of garlic smell.*

Vlad Dracula

Dracula in love with his son-in-law...?!

Vlad Dracula

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