“Bella,” Damon smiled a little, repeating the name and immediately thinking of Bella Swan. He would have made a reference to the books or even the movies, but assumed that this particular Bella probably got enough of that without his pitching in. It was really hard resisting cracking a spider-monkey joke, especially with him being in an unusually chipper mood.
“I’m Damon,” He introduced himself with a small wave of his hand. “And I definitely want to come with. Shall we?” A smile uncharacteristically free of devious intent popped onto his face and he led her to the bar’s door, holding it open for her as they made their entrance.
“Did you just kind of... Pop up here?” He cocked his head to the side and looked at Bella curiously.