Ah, how right she was. It seemed like many of the vampires on the island were into not doing things the old-fashioned way - meaning, they were just fine with 'tube feeding.' No, thank you. If Feng was the only one who hunted the way vampires were meant to, Graham would choose the mysterious exotic woman allergic to flowers as his hunting companion instead.
Easy enough choice, there.
"All too true," he sighed, tearing off a piece of his receipt to scroll his mobile number down and hand it over. "Well, that's me. It was a pleasure running into you, Nissa. Get in touch if you've got an errand to run outside the confines of our little island here."