When Andrea had found her tray and sat herself down, she'd known that it would be too much to expect that he just do his business and go. However, that hadn't meant that she couldn't hope. Gag reflex definitely wanted to come at the blood drinking; however, she managed to curve that and just gave him a disgusted look. One that was annoyed with his person ... not what his person was currently doing.
Quirking a brow, looking directly at him, she leaned into the table slightly and poured herself some of the vodka mix. And took a sip. She was going to enjoy her road to oblivion and this bleached idiot wasn't going to do anything to ruin that. "Sparky. You could be the last moving thing on this planet and I would never be desperate enough to do anything with you. Not even a cuddle." The look she gave him was obviously a mix of 'you wish' and 'you've lost all of that little bit of mind of yours'. With that she took a longer sip; content in pacing herself.