[ He takes a bite of the cereal and vodka (cerka? No too bulky to say. Vodea? Sounds like a medication. He'll work on it.) Narrowing his eyes, he assesses her, trying to figure her out. ]
Well, you're clearly not a vampire because they have horrible taste in food and can't eat anything but blood. And...hmmmm...guessing not a zombie.
[ What does that leave? Gremlin? Not Furby-like enough. Goblin? Not short enough. ]
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[ He takes a bite of the cereal and vodka (cerka? No too bulky to say. Vodea? Sounds like a medication. He'll work on it.) Narrowing his eyes, he assesses her, trying to figure her out. ]
Well, you're clearly not a vampire because they have horrible taste in food and can't eat anything but blood. And...hmmmm...guessing not a zombie.
[ What does that leave? Gremlin? Not Furby-like enough. Goblin? Not short enough. ]
Are you a Winnebago?
[ He means windego. ]