"I did enjoy it, Stefan," Damon said, not in the mood to be placated. "What pisses me off is that she has been sticking her nose into our business, telling Elena not to talk to me, which you saw, and then she set her up with that little toy, and then comes to you and tells you a load of bullshit. Do you really think you know the whole thing, because I am sick to fucking death of being judged over and over based on shit they don't know? I'm not going to tell everyone every detail of what happened. I also don't say shit about them. I'm done with this."
Damon had been fairly calm during the earlier conversation, but it was starting to affect him more now. All that internal tension was beginning to split him apart and he didn't like it. "Here's a better idea. How about you tell your bestie to back the fuck out of your brother's relationship. This goes both ways. Better yet, why don't you go for a bit of support yourself, or you can jump on Lexi's little bandwagon."