Elena wasn’t afraid to try some of the more odd foods offered at the meeting; after over a month of eating strange alien cuisine, everything here was rather tame in comparison. A little too brightly colored in some cases, but that didn’t effect the taste. And taste was the only thing that mattered to her about food now; it was easier to eat things that didn’t taste completely terrible when the only reason for her to eat food at all was to keep up appearances. Normal human teenagers didn’t drink from blood bags, after all.

So, with a plateful of small servings of the various dishes, Elena turned to find somewhere to sit and promptly ran right into someone. The plate didn’t go flying though, and the man didn’t end up with one bit of food on him — thanks to vampire reflexes.