Becky/Stereotypes

	The Camarilla: "I think I'm a part of polite society. Isn't everybody? I just wish they weren't so frightfully serious the whole time."
	The Sabbat: "Well, that's just in poor taste. I'm sure they'll grow out of it."
	The Independents: "How delightful! Good for you, you must be very brave to live like that."
	The Brujah: "Please stop shouting, darling. Nobody cares."
	The Gangrel: "Please, come sit with me and lets talk about cryptozoology. Are you the local Chupacabra?"
	The Malkavians: Sometimes I think we're the only ones with any sense around here, darling."
	The Nosferatu: "What do you know about the hidden lairs of the Worm People? Why are you laughing at me?"
	The Toreador:"Oh, how delightfully quaint! She thinks she matters!"
	The Tremere:"When Archimedes said that thing about long enough levers and somewhere to stand, I think he was talking about the immovable stick up all the Tremere's asses."
	The Ventrue: "Darling, what? You think you're in charge of things? Let me open your eyes to the truth!"
	The Lasombra: "There are scarier things out there than the ancients you're so worried about. Really. You have no idea, darling."
	The Tzimisce: "Now, darling, this may sound hypocritical coming from me, but. You need to get your head checked."
	The Caitiff: "Democracy in motion! Evolution of the species!"
	The Assamites: "I'm sure there's been some sort of misunderstanding, dear. Oh. There hasn't. Oh dear."
	The Followers of Set: "How horribly cheesy."
	The Giovanni: "Your women. I want to buy your women. The little girl, your daughters... sell them to me. Sell me your children! "
	The Ravnos: "You? I like you! So sorry about the whole 'eating each other' ...thing."