"Yeah," Richard murmured, apparently slightly annoyed about something, "I do remember. Very well." He remembered the event as soon as Clowers was brought up, or, as soon as he remembered who Clowers was. But he hadn't wanted to bring it up, as he wasn't sure it was right for something that they weren't even supposed to have heard to be getting out. Too late now. 

Finch seemed a little annoyed at having his story's thunder stolen, and retaliated by trying to dominate the conversation again. "Well, I have deduced that he's very likely been bitten by a vampire," he continued, as if nobody else had reached the same conclusion, "It's a disease, you know. Poor Clowers is a victim, I would wager there's some kind of rehab in Canada. I don't think the American government looks too kindly on Vampires, Canada is a lot more understanding, you know." 

Richard was tuning out Joshua's pompous ramblings. He tried to catch Addie's eyes, and glanced first at him, and then at the door, trying to communicate that he wanted to leave.