"Good evening. How can I help you today?"
She approached the counter, her fingers drumming on its surface. "Hi, I'm here to... purchase some blood."
The receptionist's eyebrows raised slightly. "I see. May I ask the reason for your purchase?"
Siobhàn searched for a plausible excuse. "It's for... a medical study. At the university."
"Alright," the receptionist said. "I'll need you to fill out this form." She slid a clipboard across the counter. "It asks for basic information and the quantity you're looking to buy."
Siobhàn took it and scanned the document. She filled it out quickly, careful not to provide too much detail.