"Yeah, me too." Kol never imagined he would have as many friends or even an adopted family the way he did here. Madison Valley had opened his eyes up to so many things he never thought possible. Like acceptance and unconditional love. Two concepts he never dreamed he would have the opportunity to experience.
Kol did not need to eat; being a vampire, he survived on blood. However, he was always up for a homecooked meal and the idea of bourbon battered onion rings had sparked his curiosity. Besides, it might be a way in which this potential friendship started to thrive.
He nodded. "I would like that, mate. I'm always up for trying new dishes. I'll always be partial to the food at my niece's restaurant, but I'm curious to see what you can do." After a thousand years, it was hard to surprise Kol, but he did wonder if Oliver could manage it.