"Excuse me while I restrain myself," she snarked and rolled her eyes he took his shirt off. "I hope showing me your abs wasn't a cheap diversion tactic, I have more control than that, you know?" she tapped te end of his nose with her finger.
When he asked for her side, she wasn't quite sure how to react. "Better settle in, I've wracked up quite the story in five centuries, Tony." She settled herself down on the couch, her eyes still very much on him, she was on alert, ready for any new moronic move he might try to pull. "I'll try to keep it to the cliff notes version," she said, stretching her legs out.
"My story starts out in Bulgeria with my daughter being ripped away from me before I even had the chance to hold her. Found my way to England...got mixed up with an pair of Original vampires who seemed into me. Elijah...he was actually in love with me, but Klaus..." The name was barely spoken above a whisper, as if speaking his name might bring him here, and there was a distant look of fear somewhere deep in her eyes. "Well, the story moves on to me being on the run from him because he wanted to use me as a sacrifice as part of a ritual. This led me to killing myself, after tricking a vamprie named Rose into giving me her blood. He couldn't use me in the ritual, as a vampire...but it also meant I was pretty high on his shit list...so, I ran, I went to the states, where I met the Salvatore brothers," a little smirk tugged at the corner of her lips and she stopped for now to give him time to process that.