Cooper had gotten back later than he had expected to. He'd been out talking with small groups of vampires all over the city. He's never been one for big speeches, so he relies more on his natural charm and frank nature to win people over. He doesn't make empty promises or tell everyone that things will change immediately if he's elected. But he does try to be honest, saying he'll do his best to do the right thing for vampires and humans alike.

When Nancy wants to talk, pulling out the god whiskey, he feels like something bad is coming. There's a tight feeling in his chest as his fingers curl around the glass. She's in trouble somehow is all he can think of. He has to fix this. What she's trying to tell him doesn't fully register. "I don't understand, sweet-pea. What's goin' on?"