Stefan was leaning against the wall outside of the apartment building, waiting for Elena. His Elena had been intending on having a girlie day, watching movies and washing her hair - that kind of thing - and had said she didn't mind Stefan meeting up with another Elena as long as he remembered who he was coming home to at the end of the day. He didn't really need any help remembering that. He loved all the Elenas, but his Elena was just something special. He really couldn't have been happier with her if he tried, so there was absolutely no reason for her to have any worries about him meeting up with another Elena. He wanted to be there for them all, but as friendly emotional support; nothing more.
Spotting Elena as she emerged from the building, Stefan pushed himself away from the wall and walked over, taking his time. It was a relatively nice day and he wasn't in any rush for their hanging out time to end. A wide smile spread over Stefan's face as he got close and he held out his arms, gesturing her in for a hug. "How are you?" he asked her. There were so many Elenas here it was a little hard to keep track of which was which, but he was pretty sure this was one of the ones from a world he recognised.