The 1920's completely suited Rebekah and she couldn't be more pleased with life at the moment. Things had finally gotten interesting and there was a lot more glitz and glamour than the previous decades. And now there was Stefan Salvatore. After years of being with Nik and going through human counterparts like tissues she had finally found a vampire that she actually cared about. And it didn't hurt that he got along fantastically with Nik. It hadn't been an intentional thing the first time she laid eyes on him in the crowded speakeasy, but something had drawn the two of them together.
While Rebekah just wanted to enjoy Chicago for quite a while she knew something was brewing in her brother's head. It was this look he got before he decided that they were on to their next location. But for now all she wanted to do was just think about Stefan and the possibility that something beautiful could actually happen in her life. She took care in her outfit tonight and the moment she walked into the speakeasy she could sense the stares from everyone around them.
But she only had eyes for Stefan. And her feet easily lead her to the bar and she moved towards him. Her hand slipped onto his shoulder and and down his arm before she leaned in to whisper in his ear, "I hope you're saving some of that drink for me."