Klaus and Stefan arched a brow as Rebekah slid in next to her, digging into her sandwich, "Well at least the food hasn't changed too drastically in 90 years," she said drolly as she sipped at her Diet Coke.
"Oh it has, you're just too much of a sissy to try anything worth eating," Stefan sneered, ignoring the annoyed/hurt look that his ex lover from almost a century ago shot at him. He was too busy staring at Elena's neck. "You smell good, Elena...I think I'll help myself to some blood in the car," he said with a smirk.