Rebekah stared at the chart. Blinked, and stared again. There was a pause before she smirked. "I've seen diplomatic dinners with less planning involved. You ever considered working for the UN?" It was impressive, and she could see the logic behind the planning, plus her being next to Caroline was a fun plan. But really, color coding?!
"And your kicks are the ones most likely to get him to shut up, so that's a plus." If any of the siblings kicked Nik, that was just asking for him to be goaded further.
Rebekah toyed with her own glass before she sipped too and half shrugged. "Pretty mixed, I guess. I do want to go home, I want my brother to get his head out of his damn ass and figure out what he did wrong. I want Kol to be happy, and Elijah and all that." And really, it was all draining on her, dragging her down and she wanted her family back together.
But at the same time? She couldn't help the tiny smile that appeared on her face. "Stefan told me he loves me."