[Fey]

After stabbing repetitively at the machine it finally screamed and spewed out a garbled message. "Tal? This is Joc, dad says the idea is fine, but you have to present it along with an Angel if you want it to go. Oh, and if I don't see you before opening break a leg." Puffing out a breath Tal rubbed the back of his neck and headed into the living room.

So, what, your house has national secrets in it? Not that I'd tell, I mean, how would I even start that conversation? 'So, I met this woman, well a witch/vampire hybrid...' Yeah, no one would believe anything I said after that. Grinning he slid into the couch beside her and tugged on a curl. So yeah, I'll be the soul of discretion.