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You gotta watch out for those bands with umlauts.

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Gerard Way's (Vampire) Detective Agency: Pete, in Decaydance Mansion, with a yarrow stake. Frank and Gerard, in the greenhouse, with a plant of questionable origin. Bob, everywhere you look, with a gang of assassins for justice. Vampires, valets, pamphlets, haunted furniture, dub-thrall, disembodied voices, zombie couriers, and sinister rituals.

The Detective's Secret and the Mystery of the Dancing Flowers: Wanted: Replacement Valet for high profile Midnighter household. Must have excellent references, believable reason for leaving former place of employment, all Clan paperwork in order. Experience in filing, housekeeping, carriage driving, men's grooming, bookkeeping, scheduling. Highly desirable skills include: basic gardening, Daylighter legal practices, first-aid, hand-to-hand combat. Please contact Frank Iero for more information.

Outtake #1:The Midnighter's Baking Companion: "Tell your master I'm coming."

Outtake # 3: The Governor's Desk: "Are you just not interested?"

Your Neighbors in Apartment 27 B, Transitional Zone 12: "It's just this smell, it's driving me crazy," Ray says.

Spin the Wheel of the Year (Close Your Eyes and Point): "And I'd never be stupid enough to put out a contract with an anonymity clause. If I were going to kill Pete Wentz, I'd do it myself," Gerard says, with such conviction that Frank believes him completely. "And if he'd turned Mikey, I would have."

Sound Experiments in Transmutation: The zombie Dewees gets a hobby.