"I hope you didn't do anything stupid." Klaus said from the other side of the phone.
"Well, I hope you are not hoping too hard." I respond.
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"BE QUICK ABOUT IT. I have an army to build, and one compelled minion does not an army make." I hear Klaus's voice from the phone which is on speaker between me and Rebecca. "Well?"
"You were right about the traitor. Luckily, she's just a kid and she doesn't know anything about us and what we're up to." Rebekah tells him.
"Do you want to hear the part that's gonna please you the most?" I ask.
"Oh, do tell love." He says.
"She's in love with someone in Marcel's inner circle. Guess who it is?" I tell him.
"Right-hand-man type, favors silly caps?" He answers, and I can literally hear the smirk on his face right now.
"Two points for you. Thierry is fraternizing with the enemy." Rebekah says.
"Well, that means he just unwittingly became the key to our entire plan." Niklaus tells us.
"I told you you'd be pleased." Rebekah replies.
"Oh, to be young and in love in a city where witches and vampires are at war. How very tragic."
"ARE YOU OUT OF your mind?" Sophie yells. "No way."
We are currently in the Mikaelson mansion, telling Sophie our brilliant plan to dismantle Marcel's empire.
"It's very simple. We need you to perform a teeny, tiny locator spell to help us find our brother." Rebekah tells her.
"Witches who practice magic in this town get caught, and they get killed." Sophie says.
"Yes, about that." Klaus starts saying. "It seems you left out a crucial detail when we made our deal—Marcel's secret weapon, the way he knows when a witch is using magic."
"Girl about yay high, cute as a button, anger issues." Rebekah describes.
"Davina?" Sophie says shocked. "Where have you seen her?"
