[ oh great. what is this. elena's pursing her lips like she usually does when damon has something to say. she crosses an arm across her torso and reaches for a grape.
her reaction is this: stilling, a horrified and suddenly attentive widening of her eyes, and then the realization that: wait. she doesn't believe that. not even damon's that humiliatingly forward. she can't believe that, and she won't. look at her expression, damon. TELL HER THE TRUTH, NOW. the wardens won't be announcing anything interestingly personal tomorrow. because, oh right, only she can request a bracelet for herself.
so mostly, she just disapproving of his humor. of which he used for the moment for a reason.