“Exactly,” Elena nodded. “When I try to get into your club as a boring old doctor, I’ll have to tell the doorman that I knew you when I was a simple young co-ed. I won’t be too proud to name drop.” She was very obviously teasing him, nudging him lightly, the smile firm on her face.
And he was right. If she had found the downstairs impressive, the VIP Lounge was all the more so. “I will definitely name drop if it gets me up here.” Elena was only half joking at that. “Your club really is wonderful, Damon.” And she really was extremely proud of him. He had said he had done something right and so he had.