He'd been in the middle of another drag but stops halfway in surprise. If he was living, it would have caused a coughing fit right about there, but instead, he just talks and the smoke leaks from between his missing teeth and his ruined nostrils.

"Vampire? You talkin' blood-suckin' Nosferatu sorta deal?" Then he squints, smirking. "Y'all pullin' my leg here, missy?" Funny that a zombie is skeptical of vampires existing.