The vampire smiled. Oh, so her contractor believed that she had discovered her identity? She had to admit, there'd been some educated guesses previously...

"No."

... And this was not one of them. She smiled pleasantly at the girl, in spite of how she had just shot down her most recent attempt at guessing her nature. It was one of her worst attempts, really. Nothing about it made any sense, especially considering how contracts worked and all. The vampire gently swirled her glass, the crimson fluid within gently shaking. It was blood, obviously. What else would it possibly be? She was a vampire, after all. She sat, her legs crossed, across from her contractor, currently with a rather wonderful wide-brimmed hat and an elegant frilled dress. The hat was both functional and attractive, keeping the awful sunburn far, far away when she went outside. The vampire leaned forward, resting her elbow on the table and her chin on her head, still smiling pleasantly.

"You seem to be slipping," she began, crimson eyes fixed on the taller girl, "This is one of your least accurate guesses. Contracted beings can't have been human previously, after all. I expect much more than this from you."

The vampire took another sip from her glass. Oh, it was quite a delicious sample, really. The girl she had taken it from had even been rather willing. By the end, she was in quite a daze as a result of how much blood she had lost, but the vampire had hardly gone so far as to kill her. What was the point in that? Her blood had been so excellent that the vampire had kept some with her.