Seriously. This night just keeps getting weirder and weirder. I knew I should have just stayed in the apartment studying!
Clover regarded Horace a moment with careful courtesy, but she just couldn't hear any evidence in his voice that he was trying to trick her. However, she knew that Fred had ad least lied, so in all likelihood this was all hastily set up to test her. Well, if they wanted to find out if she was squeamish, they were in for a sore disappointment. While the scene in front of her was gruesome, she at least had the sense to act unperturbed. But still, she had little experience with vampires and stakes through their hearts. But she knew someone who would at least have a bit more understanding of whether this was a bet to take.
Finally, she smiled warmly at Horace, her eyes flashing charmingly, "Very well, we'll place our bet. But only if we might be able to inspect Ehrich before we place it. After all, even the best magicians allow the audience to inspect the handcuffs before performing the trick, so as to inspire doubt and bet on failure. May we look?" She lifted her chin marginally and regarded the biker gang with smiling confidence.