"Hey now, lady," I balked, pointing an index finger Sookie's way, "I can't help that I'm pigmentally-challenged. Is that even a word, pigmentally? If it's not, I just made it up." I grinned, and finished pulling off my boot. "The point is that this skin is genetics." Mostly. So I generally liked to sleep during the day. That was probably genetics, too. I was one of the things that go bump in the night, after all.

"Not everyone can be a golden sun god like you and Niko," I continued as I set my left boot aside and began working on the right. "Some of us just look better by moonlight."