<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">Dark giggled softly, </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Yeah, I've read those. To tell the truth, I don't mind the glittering vampires all that much. But I find that older writers have a better sense of humor than most of the ones we have nowadays."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> She said as she closed her book and sat it on her desk. She was glad that things were going well for now and she started to hope that maybe, just maybe, she could make a new friend. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(0, 255, 255)">Dark's smile became more relaxed as she stared at her neighbor. She decided to see if they were really interested in her book or if they were just being polite to her. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 0, 0)">"Take the one I'm reading right now, A Christmas Carol. In the first few paragraphs, Mr. Dickens goes on this little tangent about which is more appropriate to say, dead as a doornail or dead as a coffin nail?"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(0, 255, 255)"> she said with a sparkle in her eyes.</span>