Sorry, Stefan, you're not so lucky. But perhaps with time he'll at least somewhat come to terms with the fact that he has very little choice in the matter. "I don't think synthetic's gonna work," Animal might? Tony can't say, but as far as he knows they don't make a soy-based blood. Sorry, dude.

Uh, oh. Oops. "Uh..." The answer to that is complicated and he'd rather not say thank you very much. "Yeah?" By... methods. Of course. The fidgeting and inability to adequately explain himself is totally not shady by the way, not shady at all. "You asked your sister to bake apology cupcakes?" Stefan please.