The Lampwhat We Do In The Shadows : Season 4 Ep... 〈EXCLUSIVE ✔〉

“Nandor?” she asked, her voice melodic. “Is the war over?”

“Marwa!” Nandor cheered, throwing his arms wide. “The war has been over for seven hundred years! Welcome to Staten Island. It is like the afterlife, but with more strip malls.” The LampWhat We Do in the Shadows : Season 4 Ep...

“Actually, I had thirty-seven wives and one very talented husband,” Nandor corrected. “But Marwa was the one who didn’t mind when I spent three months pillaging and forgot to write. She has a very kind face. Like a symmetrical potato.” “Nandor

The Djinn was bored. For a being that had spent five centuries trapped in a brass oil lamp, boredom was a relative term, but living in the Staten Island pantry with Guillermo de la Cruz was a new level of administrative tedium. Welcome to Staten Island

The Djinn snapped his fingers. In a whirlwind of gold dust and ancient magic, a woman appeared in the center of the room. She was dressed in exquisite silks, looking exactly as she had the day Nandor left for the Crusades. She blinked, looking around at the dusty basement, the stacks of old National Geographics, and the vampire in a cape.