One advantage immortals will always have over the rest of us: patience.

…Not that shitfaced frat boys are hard to outwait.

(BTW, when Tate says “too much to go wrong,” it’s not harm to herself she’s talking about. My vamps are pretty good at scooting off at high speed when things go pear-shaped. She means the odds of the situation going somewhere else that would still fit under the general rubric of “gnarly” — like, y’know, dead bodies, audible car crashes, police sirens, terrified boys escaping with footage of a fangy girl bodily tearing their dudebro a well-deserved new one, yada yada yada.)