Arabella nodded and stood up quickly, she seemed pretty eager to leave. Damon got up and led the way out of the room, knowing she would follow when she was ready. Once in the hallway he felt as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, he couldn’t stand another moment with all those crazy people.

“Ummm... I don’t actually know where we’re going” he admitted sheepishly, looking around for a clue. In the end he just picked a direction and walked, admiring the decor. He glanced back at Arabella and asked “do you have a nickname? Arabella is a lovely name but a bit of a mouthful.”