Do the science. He almost reminded her of Avery. Except Avery had a better grasp on grammar. He still referred to 'the youth' and 'the rock and roll.' Never 'the science,' though. No self-respecting Dragon would ever say 'the science.'

As for the word 'Muggles.' Well, she didn't exactly love it. But she didn't exactly love 'Kindred' either. Euphemisms were all bullshit.

Could have been worse, though. Fuck, she'd been called worse in high school. And Lake Forest been a fairly liberal place, socially.

"I see," she said evenly. "Maybe we should stick with names. I'm Sam." She thrust her hand forward, the lights of the room shining off of her chipped, black nail polish.