Damon was drunk, and had been watching her for a while. She walked out alone... and sat down to take off her shoes. Yes...perfect. He used his speed to come up in front of her, covering her mouth. "Hello, Princess... Don't worry, I won't hurt you...yet," he told her, his eyes narrowing in on hers. "You will come with me, understand?" he compelled her to comply with his request, standing up and taking his hand from her mouth. "No screaming, not yet," he whispered, his eyes on hers.