Klaus felt himself sober up slightly when she opened up to him. She was actually opening up to him. "I'm sorry, about your sister." He said, seeming sincere and genuine. "I lost a couple brothers through the tears..." He said. 

"Well, thank you." He said with a smirk. Klaus chuckled when she offered him her bedroom. "Ah, well it's the gentleman thin to do." He said following her. "Besides, before inviting me to your bed, you should buy me a drink first." He said and grabbed her by the waist, turning her around to face him. He leaned down and stopped just a few inches from her lips, his eyes burning into hers, hand resting on her cheek.

"You're so beautiful, Cassandra." He said softly and leaned down, his lips meeting hers as he lost himself in the kiss.

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"Take care of that?" She stared at him, her eyes wide. "You're not going to kill my boss, are you? That's a little extreme, Damon." She said, but she couldn't help it as she cracked into a smile. She took a whiff of the pancakes and her mouth began watering. Her stomach grumbled, wanting her to eat. "Thank you." Anya said as she scooted the plate closer to her. She took her fork and cut a piece of the pancake off, sticking it into her mouth. She rolled her eyes about her car. "Yes, there is that too, new windows in my car." She grumbled.

"Mhmm, this is delicious." She commented, taking a couple more bites and eating some more of her sausage. She took a sip of her coffee after finishing almost all of her food. "Well, Mr. Salvatore, you were right, you most certainly can cook." She said. She took her plate and empty coffee mug to the sink and rinsed them off, sticking them in the dishwasher. She stood up and looked at the flyer he held. 

"Well, Mr. Salvatore, looks like this is telling us something- we should go together." She said with a smile. Bailey stood on her tip-toes and took his face in her hands, giving him a soft kiss. She gently bit his lower lip as she pulled back, smiling up at him.