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Klaus and Stefan are in a clothing store, drinking champagne and waiting for Rebekah and Iris, who were trying on clothes.

"There has to be more to this dress." Rebekah exclaimed, exiting the dressing room, wearing a short, black dress.

"There's not," Iris replied, exiting the dressing room next to Rebekah wearing a long, deep red, strapless dress with a slit on the right side, going up to her upper thigh.  Klaus's eyes widen.

"So women in the 21st century dress like prostitutes, then. You know, I got dirty looks for wearing trousers." Rebekah exclaimed, doing a twirl for Iris whose jaw dropped.

"You and Iris wore trousers so women today could wear nothing." Klaus commented, pulling Iris to him kiss her cheek before she pushed him off him and went back into the changing room.

"And what is this music? It sounds like a cable car accident." Rebekah asked.

"It's dance music." Stefan replied.

"People dance to this?" Stefan hums in response

"Are we done?" Klaus sighed, waiting for Iris.

"And why are you so grumpy?" Iris asked, exiting the dressing room in a black corset to short dress that hugged her curves.

"I needed one thing from Rebekah, for your witch to find out why our hybrids are dying, one thing. her necklace. And she lost it."

"She didn't lose it. It's just been missing for 90 years." Iris exclaimed, Klaus handed her his champagne glass, Iris finished it before standing in front of him. Rebekah looks at Stefan.

"So what do you think?" 

"I like it." Stefan replied, Rebekah doesn't seem satisfied. "What? I said I like it."""

"I can always tell when you're lying, Stefan." She goes back into the fitting room. Klaus looks at Stefan. 

"Nice one. Good work." Klaus sassed.

"You're the one that pulled the dagger out of her." Stefan smart mouthed.

"I heard that."

"All right. I'm going to get some fresh air." He gets up. Klaus pours himself some more champagne. Before following Iris into the dressing room.

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Stefan enters the bar, and Gloria is sitting at a table, her hands floating above a large tome on a table filled with candles. Klaus, Iris, and Rebekah are at the bar.

"You left us." Rebekah pointed out.

"Yeah, sorry. Retail therapy was making my head explode." Stefan said, joining them.

"Tell me about it." Klaus retorts, Iris raised her eyebrows at him.

"Don't act like you don't like me dressing up for you," Iris sassed, making Rebekah smile at them. Stefan looks at Gloria.

"What's she doing?" He asked Klaus.

"She's failing."

"It's hard to find something when you don't have anything to go on." Gloria retorts, throwing the boys a look.

"So, use Rebakah. she only wore it for a thousand years." Iris said, moving to get more wine.

"See? Now, this one offers a solution." Gloria exclaimed; Rebekah sits on the table.

"All right, give me your hand, sweetheart." Rebekah gives her hand.

"She's, uh, she's looking for the necklace, huh?"

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