After the girls left, Klaus helped himself to some bourbon, swigging it in one gulp before setting the glass down. "Boy time." He said, giving the boys a smirk as he stuffed one of his hands into the pocket of his dark jeans. "What shall we do? Do each other's hair? Oh, let's talk about whose the hottest." He said and heard Stefan snort in the background. "In all seriousness though," he paused dramatically to glance over at Elena, "I couldn't help but notice Elena just staring you down with that little witch." He said, smirking over at Stefan who was glaring at him. "Elena is and has been over Damon, she's with me now and it's staying this way." Klaus wasn't convinced though, but he just nodded, letting himself go along with Stefan's beliefs. This should be an interesting love triangle here.

"I don't know about you two, but I have absolutely nothing to wear to this dance, so I'll have to get myself a new tuxedo, what about you two?" He asked, stretching his arms out in front of him, smiling at the brothers.

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Anya followed the girls inside the dress shop and was instantly overwhelmed by beautiful ballgowns of different lengths, color, and different styles. There was short dresses, long dresses, poofy dresses, and short cocktail dresses, which wasn't really up Anya's alley, she preferred to stay modest and not dress sexy to get attention. She scanned through the many different styles before her eyes caught one she wanted. It was a long dress that looked like it would fall to the ground, pooling around her feet. It flowed out just a little after it passed her waist. Under was a silky white slip that was the same length as the dress. The top had to sleeves, about to fingers width apart and was decorated with silver sequins. A ribbon tied around the waist and the color was  baby blue color, a dress that would look amazing with her skin tone and would bring out her eyes, and it was just her size and in her price range, on sale actually.

Anya took the dress of the rail and held it up to her, a huge grin on her face. "Wow.. Anya, I have to say, you should say yes to this dress." Caroline joked, folding her arms as she looked at the dress Anya still held up in front of her. "You think?" She asked, examining herself in the full length mirror. "Oh, most defiantly." Caroline said, nodding her head vigorously. "With silver heels, to match the silver sequins." Caroline added before she turned on her heels to find her perfect dress. After trying on the dress to made sure it fit, Anya found some three inch strappy heels that was silver, just as Caroline instructed, and prepared to check out.