"Blossom, right?" Damon barely remembered Stefan's fiance's name, so he hadn't meant any offense by it. He didn't hang out with that group all that often. Work kept him busy enough, as did someone new. He hadn't been that interested in someone since Samandriel, and that was four years ago. Four. Welcome back holiday depression, as he felt that every time the season rolled around. He had screwed that one up badly.
He looked back up at Tyler. "Really, the job is pretty good. We try to keep the shit out of the club in the first place. I've got a decent team, but we can always use one more." When it came to the business, he was serious. This was his baby. Named for the reason that the holidays gave him the blues. No wonder those things came around this place. Damon was not a cup half full kind of guy at all.