"Natalia," Sam repeated, in the way that everyone seemed to repeat a name when learning it for the first time. Sometimes, you learned manners by rote. "I would say 'nice to meet you,' but under the circumstances, that feels kinda like a dick move." And other times, you learned manners from the multiverse.

Sam crossed over to her, offering her a hand. "I'm Sam," she said. "Known as the 'Vodka Lady' or 'The Blue Bitch' or the 'Village Vampire.'"

It was up to Natalia if she wanted to shake hands with a vampire.