Tall purple and blobby is offended by your thoughts, sir! It makes a noise that cannot be appropriately translated into text (Seriously, sir, there's children about! ... I think those are children. They count enough to be children at any rate.) And shuffles off with.. ..what can only be assumed as an annoyed sound.
"Yes. We are. I have been told that there are clans of us across the world, although I have not met any of them. It's a little surprising you haven't at least heard of us."
Seriously, they're like, all over the New York press lately.