If I thought you were a lady... [ He lets the sentence hang as he takes a look around her room. Rebekah's only been here a few days and already she's made quite the mess. Damon definitely remembers her brief stay at the boarding house. He had to have the carpets replaced a number of times thanks to her and his idiot brother's feeding frenzy. Thankfully, no bloodstains in the apartment, but still. He sees the half-tucked sheets on her bed and decides to fix that. ]
There's a lot you're going to have to need to learn to do while you're here. [ He pulls the sheets off, separating the fitted sheet and the flat sheet before laying the fitted sheet on the bed first. ] In case you haven't figured it out yet, blondie, there's no going home ever, and your compulsion's not going to work. It's weak, can't be relied on. Forget it. [ He pulls one corner of the fitted sheet over the mattress before moving to the diagonally opposite corner. ]