❝ the horror wasn't in the house, br>        it was in his head.❞ norman bates. loyal, loving son. proprietor of the bates motel.
❝No, no. The blame falls completely on me. A manager should always be aware of his customers.❞ He grinned at that, toothy and harmless and nervous. ❝Now is there anything I can help you with, miss…?❞