Jeremy nodded. Werewolves were weird, but when the furniture attacked, it put things in perspective.
Jeremy watched her take a bite of the cheese stick, laughing as she bit off the long string. He reached out and grabbed one himself before taking a bite. They really were good. Her grinned at his own line of cheese, breaking it off with his fingers as he tried not to look like a complete animal. "You're right," he said after gulping down the mouthful. "They're really good." Although he was sure there was something about being here with her that made everything that little bit better.
"They'll probably be more excited to meet you than they are with me," he said, pausing to take another bite of the mozzerella stick. "They generally just ask me questions about everyone else." In fact, he was getting pretty sick of people asking about his sister and the damned Salvatore brothers. He bet Bonnie, a pretty, funny, sassy witch, would have plenty of admirers.