The corpse shakes her head. "What are vampires these days coming to. Hey, where'd you all get that blood? It looks great, and I'm parched." She shakes a bit of dust off her hand in demonstration.
"Oh, nice. You're magic, right? Could I get a glass of Chateau That One Barmaid From 1830 or something, or do you just serve generic blood?"
"Could I get a vodka and grenadine?" asks Sky quietly.
Tessa downs the dragon's blood. Then she cackles loudly. "Christ, that stuff is strong! I love it, where can I find one of those to kill?" (Her body rapidly grows less desiccated, looking almost human apart from her blackened fingernail-claws and her fangs.)
"Our venom's anaesthetic," contributes Leo. "Well, it could dull pain. In addition to feeling like God Himself is giving you a blowjob, and then addicting you to vampire saliva more or less instantly."
"That sounds inconvenient," observes Suzanna. "Have you considered not that, instead? I've found that a complete lack of venom serves quite well."
"Well, you've got to turn some people," says Tessa. "How else will you get enough minions to get anything done?"
"Well- acquire tomes of ancient and forbidden lore, clean house, serve as shock troops- I don't know, what wouldn't you need done?"
"You turn people into vampires and then enslave them?" asks Leekath.
"Apparently she does. We don't usually, bit too hard to control newborns. I get along fine with my maker but she didn't try to keep me when I wanted to move back to Ireland," Maggie says.
"The White Court doesn't have minions," objects Sky.
"Yes, but that's because you breed your own. Besides, what d'you call the ghouls?"
Sky opens, and then closes, her mouth. "Not vampire minions," she mumbles.
(Leo nods.)
"Ghouls," says Leo the Walking Dictionary, "are horrible monsters who are very good at killing things, can come back from just about any injury that doesn't involve decapitation or reducing them to paste, and are kept as something of a mercenary army by the White Court. Though they get loaned out to the Reds when we need them. They have to eat their body weight in raw meat per day, it's delightful."
"They're not horrible! Some of my best friends are ghouls," complains Sky. "They're quite nice when you get to know them."