"Well I wasn't going to say anything but as its out there, yeah. you really are. I do kind of take the credit for that given your previous inclinations." He tolf her, pulling her in to an ever so slightly possessive kiss. He couldn't help it, his hatred of Tyler was quite legendary. He liked to think so much so that the seal knew better than to ever bring him here.
He had heard of the place she'd mentioned. Due to be run by the fae that could control movement. Played laser tag with Caroline. Cheated rather impressively actually. "We can go there definitely. I think his tastes might be a little...well, I'm not quite sure what youd make of such things but I told you I'd show you the world, the good, the bad, the depraved."
A booth made sense, so Klaus led her toward the place she'd indicated via the bar. Ordering her favourite, and himself a good scotch. Thing about these places of course, they knew their whiskeys. Made the blood taste all the sweeter.
"Keep them coming mate, booth over there." he said simply, eyes fixing on the barman's just long enough to implant the compulsion. He might decide to pay him later. Maybe.