Damon rolled his eyes. "They were very, very fun until the found out what I was. Awful sports, really. Though delicious." He licked his lower lip before biting it and smirking. "No, she's one of us. And a lady, no less. You met her mother-sire on the boards earlier."
Pausing, Damon thought about how Stefan would react to Johanna - likely the same way he had, with shock and a desire to flee.