William snorted at Miriel's comment. Once the Tremere and Nosferatu left the table and retreated to their own private corner, William glanced up to Rufus and then at Miriel."Maybe I should make a Rufette for our old stony fellow here. Ain't a party till there be two. Maybe the scout type, where Rufus has reach, she'd have flexibility... And now the idea of making my own Gargoyle has peaked my interests...".