I snorted Coke up my nose when I got to the drunken monkey kung fu bit. That hurt, but it'll eventually come out.

The earrings being little unicorns, and I already knew exactly who you were talking about. Nice little touch.

I really liked the bit with the camera, and the supposition that the film was edited - because, really, who would immediately jump to "vampires" instead of "edited film".

“I also took her ice skating at Rockefeller Center,” he said flatly. “And afterward we had sno-cones.”
I don't know why this tickled my funny bone as much as it did, but, it did.

There would be follow-up later, he knew, checks to see if he remembered anything that might be important, but first they’d have to decide just what they were looking for, and if he’d been invisible to all their tech gear during that long, crazy day, Fusco figured he could stall and play dumb and keep his secrets till their curiosity faded.

Because they were his secrets. This was his.
That just made me want to cuddle him.

That closing section. Eeeeungh.