The woman was even prettier when she smiled, but it looked like it was a rare occurrence. Enzo always smiled, whether he was trying to pick up a date for the night, or getting ready to rip someone's heart out. It kept people off of their game.
"Italian," he replied with a smirk, to the comment about his pants. Even when he was breaking into houses to sleep, he still made sure he was wearing the best. Of course, his response could refer to his pants or his lack of being local. His accent was English, but his blood was Italian. Enzo took a moment to think over her other question. Was Damon Salvatore business or pleasure? A little of both, from what Enzo could recall. He still hadn't decided whether he intended to make amends or behead the other vampire.
"And I'm going to go with pleasure," he finally replied. "But then again I usually do. It's much more fun than business. I'm Enzo, by the way."