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Lestat's harlequin makeup turns me into a rabid dumpster possum, foaming at the mouth for a half-eaten croissant. I would become that man's personal hummingbird feeder given the chance. He could wring the blood out of me like a washcloth and I'd say thank you. Louis, Armand, Nicholas, Antionette, Akasha, I SEE YOU.