"That's me," Adrian replied. "The super sexy one." He brought his finger up to his mouth and sucked on it pitifully for a few seconds. It was really sad that he couldn't just drink his own blood, but it kind of tasted like ass and did nothing for his hunger. "And I'm not cocky. Just honest."
His eyes drifted back towards the squirrel.
"Nope. Nothing against the little guys. Just...um, communing with him. You know, nature, tree-hugger, hare krishna and all that." Right. Adrian looked about as little like a hippie as it was possible to look, in his designer clothes and enough hair gel for his own ozone hole.
But he wasn't about to tell her that he was going to have a sip of its blood and let it go. People generally didn't like vampires, and didn't give them much time to explain that they weren't actually evil.