Klaus chuckled when she said he was catching on to it as well. "I've had decades, decades, and decades of practice to get it down." He said, smiling. It felt nice to just walk with her on the boardwalk, hand in hand, it really did feel almost human. He smirked when she said she'd get dinner and went to a couple just ahead of them. He watched closely as she compelled the two of them and brought them back to where Klaus was. It was darker where they were out and besides them and the couple, there was no one in sight. "Let's dig in." He said teasingly as he let his fangs out, his eyes changing, sinking his teeth into his victim.

He drank for a couple minutes, filling up, then licked the wound and healed it with his own blood, compelling both people to forget what happened and to carry on. He watched as they talked away and traced his thumb on his bottom lip to make sure there was no blood left behind. "Shall we find another ride? Or are you up for some games?" He asked her.

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Anya stared at Damon curiously when he spoke. She wasn't sure if she believed in this stuff or not, she never really seen a gypsy. Before she knew it, her turn had came and when Damon asked if she was ready, she rolled her eyes. "Damon, I'm a powerful, out of control witch who has people coming after me for my powers, I think I can take on a fortune teller." She said before disappearing through the curtain, leaving him behind. She wished he could be there, but it wasn't allowed. She sat down on the pillow in front of a woman with a turban on and a dress made of different colors and designs. In front of them was a stack of tarot cards, a crystal ball, and a lit candle. Anya decided to get just the crystal ball. She handed the gypsy woman her money and smiled.

The gypsy got to work. Anya watched curiously as the ball began to smoke up. Some special effects this lady had here. "I see a man in your future, tall, handsome, but dangerous with a dangerous past." Anya looked at the woman. Could she mean Damon? He was all of those things. "You two will be happy, you will be the one who will change him." That made Anya beam inside. Could she be the one to change Damon? "You will join him at a dance in a town called Mystic Falls in Virginia." The gypsy said. How did this woman know where he came from? A dance? "It is there you will meet your fate. Your powers will become too strong.. you won't be able to control yourself and it'll get a hold of you.." The gypsy said, trailing off, her voice growing sad. "What?" Anya spoke up, lifting her head. What fate? "That is all, my dear." The gypsy said, motioning for Anya to leave.

The young witch got up and nodded, thanking the gypsy as she walked out back to Damon, quickly recomposing herself. She couldn't tell him what she was told. "See? Told you it was a fraud." She said, walking off to a nearby game, a dart throwing game.