Rebekah poured the wine, handing a glass to Caroline and tickling Aphrodite under the chin. Really, that kitten was so damn affectionate, especially with her and Caroline. "I think it was huge of you to invite her, and I get it, I'm trying too, I actually am, even if it doesn't look like it and..." She paused with a frown. "It's like she can't help herself, she just keeps getting into these situations and every time she drags Elijah down. I don't get why he can't just be over her by now." Five hundred years and he was still infatuated with the woman. Rebekah just did not get it.
The hand not holding a glass of wine was held up in mock surrender. "Hey, I'm not wiggling! I'm going to be there and I will even really really try to not let Nik provoke me into an argument." No promises on that score, her brother had a skill for getting under her skin and needling at her until she broke, knowing which words could hurt as much as a dagger through her heart or snapping her neck.
"It'll be okay. As long as we keep Stefan and Nik apart, and Nik and Katherine apart, we probably won't have any massacres over the turkey. Probably." She paused, trying to work out the logistics. "I don't know, shove Kol and the demon lover in the middle or something, they're new and distracting, possible entertainment for everyone."