Most of the time, vampires weren't picky, she didn't exactly screen the people she drank from at home after all. Therese did, but that was because she drank from a pack and had the creepy kid at the blood bank working for her. "Travel, no. That doesn't bother us. And really, most illnesses can't be passed by drinking blood really. I mean, if you got high on crack, injecting stuff into the blood, we'd feel that for a bit, but we metabolise it all so quickly it'd wear off within an hour or two."
She'd feed of a crack addict one time, spent two hours having a conversation with Caine on a rainbow rocket before her darling little ghoul got her inside before the sun rose. Sometimes they were good, sometimes they weren't. Depended on the place probably.
"You'll probably taste tangy, not overly sweet, but not slick like grease. Most bloods taste like copper and metal, but there's a hit of sweetness or bitter with them. I don't think you could ever be bitter, sugarpie." Waffles and cream, Jeanette liked that. Maybe Leslie could taste like that.