beautiful incongruence

Remember in Band Candy where Giles and Joyce indulge their inner reckless, hedonistic sides. They go out on the town, smash a window, start stealing some stuff. A cop tries to arrest them so Giles beats him up and then they have sex on a police car.

lestat: what if there was a great female vampire who was immensely powerful but needed me? what if she was made of stone so she could never leave or say something cruel or sit up or go anywhere without her keeper (me) her caretaker (also me) her child (me!!)? what if I showed her things that were interesting and exciting to me and she responded in ways I could construe as approving? what if the only thing I knew about her is that she is the progenitor of us all and I had no choice but to devote my life to caring for her and keeping track of her nightmarish fragility that could doom us all even though she has never asked for it because (again) she can't speak or protest?