Stefan had opened his mouth for a retort when there was a knock. He placed his glass on the end table and left the parlor. Upon opening the door, he smiled widely. "You've decided you want to talk again," he said, pulling the door open, "You can come in... Zack isn't here and Damon is brooding, as usual." He really hated fighting with Elena, and was glad she had come over. Perhaps they could make up now. The thought made him even happier.