"Oh." For some reason that made Faith sad. "Always wanted one as a kid. Don't suppose that will happen now. Angelus and pets," she trailed off as she wrinkled her nose. "They don't mix."
She glared at Sam before wrenching open the car door, her look clearly giving a sarcastic 'see?' before her attention was grabbed by the blood and she reached for it enthusiastically.
"Damn, it's cold," she looked rueful for a moment before she slid into the passenger seat of the car, her features shifting into her vampiric face as she tore open the blood, drinking it down, not caring if Sam was disgusted by the sight.