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We drive to the Salvatore house and walk up to the front door, food dishes in hand. The three of us are let in by Damon. With the help of Andie, us girls set the table and lay out the food dishes.
"So what's going on with you and Alaric?" Andie asks Jen. "I feel like there's some tension."
I look at the strawberry blonde to gauge her reaction. "I don't know," she replies. "I... really like him." Andie hums. "It's more than like and I want it to work, but he's been keeping things from me and then I've got John whispering things in my ear about him." Jenna scowls, now knowing at least part of what Alaric is keeping from her.
"Trust is the key to any relationship," the reporter advises. "I'm so glad Damon tells me everything." The three of us look at her skeptically, wondering if his vampirism is included in that "everything".
The table is all set and dishes of salad, balsamic roasted potatoes and asparagus, roasted candied carrots, and couscous. Platters of perfectly cooked herb-crusted pork tenderloin, garlic knots, and grilled zucchini are scattered throughout the dining table as well. We step away from the dining room and go into the parlor.
Andie leaves us at some point and the doorbell rings. Jenna gets up and answers it, only to see John who, from what I've heard, is a dickwad. "Who invited him?" Jenna inquires angrily.
Damon walks into the hall, seeming a bit worried. "John! Surprise. Leave."
"When Jenna told me she was coming to a dinner party for Elijah, I decided I couldn't miss out on all the fun and games," John responds.
Jenna comes back to the couch we're sitting on and I mutter, "Please just let me kill him. I've seen him for less than a minute and I'm already annoyed at the asshole."
"Please do," Daphne mumbles.
"Here, here," Jenna toasts sarcastically.
Not five minutes later, Damon opens the front door to reveal Elijah.
"Good evening," the brunette man greets.
"Thank you for coming," Damon replies. "Please, come in."
Elijah doesn't move. "Just one moment. Can I just say that if you have less than honorable intentions about how this evening is going to proceed, I suggest you reconsider."
"Well that's good," Elijah says. "Because, you know, although Elena and I have this deal if you so much as cross me, I'll kill you and I'll kill nearly everyone in this house. Are we clear?"
Damon smiles sarcastically, "Crystal."
The British man walks into the hall and sees us sitting on the couch. "Lilith, Jenna, wonderful to see you two again." He turns to Daphne. "I don't believe we've met, I'm Elijah."
