"I'm going to hold you to that," Ileana meant it too. She was a Grigore to the bone and you didn't back out of favors with a Grigore, but she trusted Stefan enough to not hold a favor against him.
The elevator made a grinding sound, finally coming to a stop at the lobby floor. "No, but this building is filled with them." Ileana told him as the elevator doors slid open and she stepped on, waiting for Stefan. "Not to mention one cop I've met really hates gypsies."