Looks like Natasha isn't the only vampire here tonight. Not by a long shot. She supposes she shouldn't be surprised, but she's still adjusting to the way supernatural communities in this area intermingle. That hasn't been the rule other places she's been.

She watches as the other woman asks for a drink, inserting herself into the conversation smoothly. It might be a bad idea, but she's curious.

Maybe it's time to start making contact with more of the others of her own kind in the area?

"What kind of a drink were you interested in?