VLU "The only things in the refrigerator are mustard, vodka, and a few vials of blood"

I stopped with my hand reaching into the fridge, hovering over the vodka, when I saw to my horror that my fingers wrapped themselves around the vials of blood instead.

Behind me I heard a voice.

"You could start with the mustard first if you haven't acquired the taste for it yet."

But I had.

I needed to know how each vial tasted at the very bottom.

After I had emptied the tiny vials, I knew that wouldn't be enough.

Now I wanted more.

The voice spoke once more behind me.

"Ahhh, now that is what the vodka is for. Bring it and I will show you how."