Kali did laugh outright at that. "Try delivering them. Daily. That's not so much fun." This girl was full of impotence, but Kali could understand it, just a little. Smirking widely, she sat up straighter still, the attention starting to get to her.
"No, no," Kali shook her head, "I haven't picked my own vessel in eons. Back when I did, I always picked a new born or a young girl. Always a girl with long hair. This one, I was on near death. I couldn't choose, so a lovely pair of worshipers conceived with my help. Once they gave birth I entered her. Simple as that. If you're asking if you can kill me, the answer is no. Not someone of your ilk."
Harsh, but true. Kali leaned on the counter a little more, crossing her legs. "You may be right about that.. As for the wine I like, you could find it here, but it's not the same. I only know one person who could find it and it would taste the same but they're not here." A slightly bitter look crossed Kali's face and she took a long gulp of her screwdriver, almost draining it completely.
"All awakened Slayers?" That was new. There'd only ever been one of those girls running around at at time, but more than one? "What, exactly do you mean by that?" Her tone was a few notes harsher than before, but excited as well.