If Zeke was making a cute puppy dog face, right now he certainly wasn't aware of it. He was just confused, trying to piece this all together. After all, it wasn't like he was the kind of guy who knew all sorts of shit about drugs. He'd smoked his fair bit of pot in college, sure, and he liked to drink as much as the next guy. But it had never been his thing, and therefore he didn't quite know how he was supposed to approach all of this. He wanted Holly to be okay, and that was all that mattered to him. Everything else they could figure out, couldn't they? He looked up at her computer screen for a second, reading over everything he could see there.
"I've just - yeah, never even thought about anything like that before." Mostly because he didn't know vampires were real until a few months ago, much less wonder what happened if you drank their blood instead of vice versa. You know, whatever worked. Asking him where to get it just caused another blank look to cross his face. Zeke was so unprepared for this! "Uh... I don't know...?" Yes, he was in a band but it wasn't like they were that crazy yet, with groupies and all that shit. "Um. I don't know any." Suddenly the idea hit him, and he sat up a little more. "I can ask Brodie?" Hell, Brodie ran a bar. If anyone knew, it would be him.