[ Oh, fucking great. She grabs at her hair for a few seconds, muffling a scream behind tightly pressed lips. Of all the fucking people!

This was going to be a long night. With a groan, she turns on her feed. ]

Shut the fuck up, you ass! We ain't datin'! It's strictly, uh. That one P word.

[ She crosses her arms, sure her eyes are close to rolling straight out of her head. ] And of course I fuckin' know 'bout the closet blood. What d'you think I been drinkin'?

[ She is so not going into her vampire needs with him. ]