“I have a talent for brightening up people’s days.” He smirked. Hey, it wasn’t entirely true, but if it applied to the current situation it was alright, right?
It was comforting knowing that the vampire slayer he was taking to dinner didn’t have a wooden stake on her. He wondered how strong slayers were and how long it would take for her to figure out what was right beneath her little nose. If he was lucky at all she would grow to like him and not mind the fact that he subsisted off of human blood. His metaphorical fingers were crossed.
“Sunnydale a small town..?” Damon asked as he led her out of the complex, being sure to be chivalrous and hold the front door open for her.