" Yeah,I know you're a creature of the night.Bringer of death,sucker of blood, needer of tans,so on and so forth. And oddly enough,I'm still unimpressed."
He narrowed his eyes. "How do you know what I am,child?"
What is it with paranormals and calling me "child?" I'd be seventeen in Decemder. How about a nice "ma'am" or something? "

― Kiersten White , Supernaturally (Paranormalcy, #2)