'Socialite' brought to mind a million different images, each more annoying than the last, and Stefan couldn't school his features fast enough to hide his disdain. He had little patience for the rich to begin with, less so with the ones who assumed their money equaled celebrity status. "Staying far far away then."
It hadn't occurred to him that there could be the wicked witch, his choice of words picked for the way they sounded. The prospect that there was on made him rifle through his mind before asking, "Like the green one?" as that was the only wicked witch he could think of. As for Vaughn, "You sure she's not all bark and no bite?" He didn't like to undermine Rosalie, but it seemed like there was just a lot of talk going on. "I mean, and correct me since it's been years since I last saw that movie, but she makes the dude into the Beast. That's it. It's fucked up, for real. But he was kind of an ass anyway. I'd be more worried about the other witches. Like the ones that eat kids for breakfast."