Alex blinks a bit at Hareeth, somewhat startled by the...vehemence and vitriol in his words, then looks around the rest of the room and just smiles a bit.  "You know, right until a few years ago, I would have thought you were all certifiably nuts.  I mean...really?  A vampire hunter?  I mean...you don't<em>look</em>like a Van Helsing..."  She just shrugs a bit, "just don't poke my buttons and I won't poke yours.  Which is to say, lay off the evil, undead, abomination and/or monster type comments and I won't make any derogatory or racist comments in return and we can get along just fine.  I didn't choose to become what I am and I will thank you to keep that in mind."<br/><br/>She slips out of her chair with inhuman grace and begins bouncing on her heels in time to the very softy beat of the music on her earbuds, looking decidedly anxious.  She looks at her watch and bites her lip, looking like she's doing some math in her head for a moment before muttering something under her breath, "close enough...need to calm down..."  Her hand flicks out, almost faster than they eye can track, grabbing the pitcher of water from a counter and pouring herself a glass.  One of the cases at her belt, pouring a number of pills into her hand and then downing them with the water.  She closes her eyes again, setting the glass down and moving back to where she was, bouncing once more but a little more calm than she had been.