"Oh, wonder who you went after. I know a few 'nests' of vampires, as you might put it. Anyways, I'll probably find out through the council at some point." She let the topic slide and forgot about it for the time being. It really didn't matter as much as the current scene did. As Elizabeth ate she started to ignore the clothes being slightly too large, as Tabbi was a little bigger, and let the shirt slide down her shoulder. Tabbi's eyes followed the fabric to the curve of the woman's neck. Now mind you this wasn't a hunger thing she was doing, vampires are not<span style="font-style: italic">always</span>thinking about feeding, especially not mature ones such as herself. This was merely a normal "human" called reaction to attraction. Humans always think that they are the only ones with emotions, but actually vampires usually have heightened reactions compared to them. This was especially evident when it came to passion and sex. Tabbi quickly wiped the thoughts to save for later, since she really couldn't help herself, and easily answered the question.<br/><br/>"I've had many years of practice," she joked with a laugh. "But the interest first came from my mother. She was a brilliant cook and baker, never lacking new ideas. I loved being in the kitchen with her taking in the smells and tasting the amazing dishes with savory flavors." Even know she was tasting the best years of her life. "Eventually I wanted to learn myself, to bring that enjoyment and love to others. So I started to pay attention, learn the rules, and embrace the art." She smiled at the memories that still felt like only yesterday. She felt the coolness of the locket under her shirt. It was from her late mother, a small blue gemstone hand made into a simple necklace. She never took it off.