He leaned in a little to be able to hear him a little better over the noises, arching his brows curiously at that news. He couldn't actually imagine any type of blood tasting amazing... though Dean's hadn't been horrible. That could have been because he'd been half-dead and hadn't had much choice in the matter anyway if he wanted to live.

"Do... some people taste better than others?" He asked quietly so they wouldn't be overheard. "I know you said mine- was..." different. And with the way Dean acted after it? Had to be good... right?