“I’m going to eat it.” signs the alpha werewolf.
“Uh-” says the vampire “No? [Witch} told me to bury it underneath the roses.”
They’re talking about the latest corpse left on the witch’s door, of course. And because they can’t call the cops, and [Witch] is busy, [Vampire] and [Alpha] have been left to clean it up.
“It’s fine.” signs the alpha “Meat. Food.”
“Flower food! I’ll make you a sandwich or something later, dude.”