Isabella stood within a few meters of her vampire master, straight faced and alert as he fed. Her back was turned--she wasn't keen on watching another human get the life drained out of him. So her eyes flickered about as she stood watching anything but Klaus dine. She didn't know what was so hard about sticking to animals, and she hated vampires for their lack of self control. [i]Disgusting,[/i] she thought to herself, fixing her hair. "You mean [i]I[/i] just washed that shirt," Isabella corrected teasingly.