Forest
Forest gave a very slow blink as the young man went on his spiel about how great Greesedog was. He was even gesturing powerfully to help enunciate his words on how grand a place this was. Forest looked down at her burger as her left eyebrow lifted up.
Then one of the diamonds glowed softly before her.
Seemingly handwritten on it was, They ask me to do this.
"I mean, there are fun things to put in your mouth that aren't food that have nothing to do with eating," Forest said, "I mean, they have something to do with feeding for me, but . . . That's neither here nor there."
Are they keeping you here against your will? Blink once for no and laugh for yes, the vampire sent into the young man's mind, needing to know if he needed saving, or if this was just a disappointing job that seemed prerequisite for every youth in North America in this day and age.