Who the hell could that be? Damon wondered, almost dispassionately. They didn't exactly welcome or receive a lot of visitors here, and their great great nephew - or whatever the hell Zach was - wasn't exactly Mr. Popularity in this place himself.
It could be as simple as a door to door magazine salesman or an old friend come to call. Potentially interesting? Maybe. He could feel the restrained happiness in his brother's tone and his interest began to pique.
So it was Elena, was it? All the better. It would give him something to do other than snipe at his brother, which grew old after a while. One did get tired of winning the battle of the wits all the time. Now he would have someone else to show off for. Someone far more attractive than his brother.