Not yet they don't. But this city is on high alert for vampires.

[She gestures, ordering two glasses of water, heated. The waiter doesn't give her a second glance, thank god.]

And I promise you: people are too eager with stakes and torches here. I don't want to be blamed for this.

[Two waters, and they're just a little too cool for her tastes, but whatever. It's simple enough to pop a capsule in each, where they dissolve with a sharp hiss. In an instant blood fills the glasses, and she pushes a glass forward.]

Drink. There's easier ways to eat nowadays.