"Yew don't have a coat?" He blinked. That was strange. Didn't all masters own one at least? With all her money, he thought she would have owned one by now.
He was tempted to reply with something sarcastic that meant a bit more, but he didn't. Instead, he grinned back at her and nodded. "Yer welcome, lass. I tol' ya, the ol' wool is a mighty warm, ain't it? Now, is breakfast gonna be made? If yew talk to tha cooks, I can maybe find that vampire of yers and have a talk with 'em. Maybe convince him of what's in front of him."
He gave her a wink, hoping she'd trust him. He'd talk to Stefan about something else, but he'd throw in there something about Tabitha as well.