Sorry, sorry. I should've guessed vampy fiction was taboo. [She's still learning all the rules of supernatural socializing!]
So... you're basically even stucker than the rest of us. That's plain discrimination if you ask me!
But, uh. [Back to the point, Penelope.] So I'd have to, say, cut myself and bleed into a glass? [She likes that option way less than just getting bit, for some reason. Probably the intrigue of it. But it's all the same goal, and this way she can control it.]
[She doesn't do great with the sight of blood, but she'll manage.]