[ Nandor, who's just kind of around, turns what would otherwise be an angry hiss into a locationally-appropriate: ]
Shh! The library, Jonathan.
[ But as he looks over in the process of admonishing him, he sees... well, it's kind of a gimme which item on the table catches his eye. A smarter vampire would make off with it while Jonathan struggles with temporary vision impairment, but Nandor is not that vampire! Perhaps more importantly, he still doesn't realize the vending machine has actually been producing other people's stuff this entire time. Which means he absolutely has to ask. ]
How did you get this?
[ Is this a huge power move on Jonathan Harker's part? Displaying a likeness of himself from centuries past so everybody can figure out he's a vampire but Jonathan himself has plausible deniability?? ]
library
Shh! The library, Jonathan.
[ But as he looks over in the process of admonishing him, he sees... well, it's kind of a gimme which item on the table catches his eye. A smarter vampire would make off with it while Jonathan struggles with temporary vision impairment, but Nandor is not that vampire! Perhaps more importantly, he still doesn't realize the vending machine has actually been producing other people's stuff this entire time. Which means he absolutely has to ask. ]
How did you get this?
[ Is this a huge power move on Jonathan Harker's part? Displaying a likeness of himself from centuries past so everybody can figure out he's a vampire but Jonathan himself has plausible deniability?? ]