Eugenia/Stereotypes

	"Same shit, different day. Now, Where's my couch?"
	"Look, I just wanted some peace and quiet. They were always worrying about who was gonna get shanked next. It was too much pressure for me and my couch."
	"The Camarilla might not be the shining pillar of justice it wants to be, but at least if I bow to a few people they'll leave me and my couch in relative quiet."
	"I'm all for the nomad lifestyle, but at some point I prefer that my couch not get stolen."
	"You can be the biggest dogs in the room. Just give me a pillow and let me be."
	"I don't care if you want to be the greatest intellectual the world over. Live your dream. Just leave me and my couch out of it...Pass the blanket."
	"Yeah, I met one of these guys in Ireland. Made a balloon dog out of flesh. Never again."
	"That's us, right? Paisley was always on about the grand old line of leaders, but I'm just happy I can make it night at will. Naps at will."
	"I love you. You don't interrupt me or my couch."
	"#2 on the best clan list. Gargoyles will literally make the least amount of noise even if they stand right next to me and my couch. They're the best."
	"They're always trying to sell me something, even when I'm just trying to pull the covers over my head and bury myself in my couch. Take the hint, please."
	"Look, I get that you've got something making you insane. Just do it away from me and my couch."
	"Hey, you, yeah you. You're dropping...flakes...of something on my couch."
	"Designer couches? Where have you been my whole life?!"
	"Dark Age couch went out of style over a thousand years ago. No, I'm not going to use your moldy pillow. Also, that's a cushion. They're totally different."
	"Is that a gold couch? And silk pillows? You are the best!"