It really sucked that it was cold, blood wasn't suppose to be cold unless she was trying to eat it out of some corpse that had been laying in the snow. Even then she chose not to touch such things. The microwave really wasn't her first option either, warm plastic blood was going to make her vomit. Suppose maybe she could leave it out to thaw, she put it on the counter and sighed. She tapped her hands along the counter and inhaled another long drag of her cig. It was going to be a long night if it stayed this quiet.