"I know, I'm very naughty..." Elena put on a thinking expression for a bit, then settled, teething at her lower lip to hold back a grin. Compulsion was just a lot easier than going around with a fake ID and hoping people actually bought it. Stefan, of course, could definitely pass for being older than he was...but her...well, she was turned when she was his age, and while some people thought she looked in her young twenties...others thought she was just a kid--a very attractive kid, but a kid nonetheless. That just wouldn't do.
While Stefan looked over the food menu, she studied the wine list with a thinking sound, leaning back in her chair and letting her foot slide innocently along his calf, up and down. "Do you want white or red? Maybe something more fruity tasting? Sweet?"