[They wouldn't be running out if Monroe didn't sit in his room and drink it all. Nick should instate a rule that Monroe's not allowed to drink anything Nick brings over without Nick there.

No, he didn't mess things up. Just changed the conversation from one awkward, tense subject to another. Nick snorts, but doesn't say anything to that. Right, clearly that's what Monroe meant, too.]

Right, except for the part where I can't ever tell her who I am, or what I do with my time, why I'm always late and missing things, why people are attacking me in my house or kidnapping her out of it, and if she ever does accidentally find out, she'll probably lose her mind.

[No, but really, how did this subject happen? Monroe was right the first time, when he said this was a conversation they needed to be having at midnight over a lot of beers. Definitely not when Nick's concern was Monroe being stuck human.]

Nice try. Come on, man, you know I'm always going to drag you places. We're still doing Tai Chi, and maybe now I can get you to go running with me.

[Nick raises an eyebrow at that. Wait, now it means something, more than just Monroe using one of his senses?]

Usually that's when you step in and tell me I'm stupid, and then explain what Blutbad thing I'm missing. What does it mean?