Kol and Katharine
"Oh the title means fuck all in this place, but if I'm going to be called a Poisonous Bitch, best believe I'm adding queen to the end of it." Katharine shrugged and smirked. "I own it."
When they entered the first house, the Poisoner Queen made her way to a second closet in the other bedroom and continued their conversation. "So you got to be the test case. Lovely. I'm sure you loved every minute of it." Katharine knew how strange her life seemed, but it might not be at the same level of Kol's.
"These might fit you," she called out to him. Katharine would not be feeding any vampires unless desperation made it necessary. "I found some men's clothing at least."