(2)Damon: "Don't toi have some papers to grade?"
Alaric: "It's, uh... plus fun with a buzz."
Damon: "Well, most things are. Sober is... depressing."
(3)Alaric: "You have a good afternoon."
Damon: "Not likely"
(4)Damon: "You know... a room full of woman clamoring to win a rendez-vous amoureux, date with me... sounds tasty."
(5)Elena: "Stefan?"
Damon: "Better. Me."
Elena: "You look, uh..."
Damon: "Dashing? Gorgeous? Irresistible?"
Elena: "Wrecked. toi look wrecked."
(6)Elena: "So... I found out who my birth mother is."
Damon: "Uggh, who cares?" [Elena looks at him] "She left you. She sucks."
(7)Elena: "He's fine."
Stefan: "He's Damon."
Elena: "Maybe this heartache will be good for him. It reminds him that he has one, even if it doesn't beat."
(8)Damon: [after Elena collides with him] "Uh-oh, easy there, buy a ticket like everyone else."
(9)Damon: "We're kindred spirits, abandoned par the women we love. Unrequited l’amour sucks."
(10)Stefan: "What happened? What did toi do?"
Damon: "Do what? He attacked me. I only told him the truth, his wife didn't want him anymore. Isn't my fault he couldn't... handle it."
Stefan: "Like you've been handling Katherine?"
Damon: "I'm handling it fine. toi know what? Isobel came to me, she found me, and if she's related to Elena, that means she's related to Katherine... Maybe Katherine sent her to me."
Tyler logged in to read his email. He frowned when he saw the 65 unread messages. He clicked on the first one. “I know what toi are”
He clicked on the seconde one. “I know what toi are”
He clicked on the third one. “I know what your are’
All 65 mails held the same message. I know what toi are. Tyler clicked on the reply button. “Hey, dude, don’t toi have anything better to do in your spare time? Don’t toi have a girlfriend ou boyfriend to annoy? Get a fucking life, already”
He pressed send. It seemed like only a seconde had passed when he already received an answer.
“I know what toi are and I’m going to tell everybody”
“Suit yourself, moron” Tyler send and he shut the computer down.
He clicked on the seconde one. “I know what toi are”
He clicked on the third one. “I know what your are’
All 65 mails held the same message. I know what toi are. Tyler clicked on the reply button. “Hey, dude, don’t toi have anything better to do in your spare time? Don’t toi have a girlfriend ou boyfriend to annoy? Get a fucking life, already”
He pressed send. It seemed like only a seconde had passed when he already received an answer.
“I know what toi are and I’m going to tell everybody”
“Suit yourself, moron” Tyler send and he shut the computer down.
