"Blah blah blah. I'm Elena and I'm a chicken," Damon said with a roll of his eyes. "Elena, this is for the after party! You know, when you two brooding losers are along together listening to emo music in the dark and all. I figured it'd be a nice change of pace. But if you're too scared, I can always order a real cake girl," he said with a smirk as he began to dial a number.