"Pamphlets?" Thomas surveyed the various pamphlets strewn about in my office.
"Yeah," I said, before taking a bite of my lunch. "Helps them out, you know?" Only it came out sounding like "Els m ow, oo oh?"
"They do?" Thomas asked, miraculously understanding me through the food. Must be another vampire superpower of his. "Do you write any?"
"Um." I swallowed and repeated, "Some. I'm working on one about White Court vampires, actually, seeing as I'm in close proximity to one every day."
"Really? What do you say?"
"They're slobs, for one."
Apparently, they can also throw stuff really hard.