[ damon stops at the mouth of the alley, a woman draped over him with a long line of blood running down her throat, between the swell of her breasts and disappearing under her dress. he's been busy. he observes sam for a moment before remarking. ] Well, this is embarrassing. [ when he's sure that has his attention, he gives a theatrical look at the woman with him, then back at sam. ] Oh, not for me. For you. [ a little brutally, he shoves the girl away and starts to pace down the alley. ] What is that?
yes it was don't lie