Seras huffed against the table, "Last I knew." her tone was grouchy, her mind not going where Walter's thoughts had gone, still mostly indignant that she was being treated like a damn slave. "I turned off my NV and left it in the bathroom, before I get told to go get more ice-cream or donuts or flipping brandy! She must be getting sloshed on the stuff."

The vampire peered up from her arms as he said that, "Good luck, they don't seem to be giving a white for anyone's opinion. I bloody well yelled at her, she might as well have been deaf."