"None?" He asked casually and set the gun on the table next to him. He reached around, taking his bag off and setting it on the floor. They were going to be here awhile and he wasn't worried about leaving his crap in view, mainly because he could get to it faster than she could. He reached around, locking the dead bolt, the knob and he put the chain up, just for good measure and he turned back to her.
She was looking at her options for escape. Smart girl.
"Klaus. Rebekah," he said easily, their names just rolling off his tongue without much force and he shrugged. "Where are they?" He asked her and she shook her head, confused.
"Come on, you hang with Faith. You two have girl talk, what'd she say? Tell your good ole' buddy, Alec. I won't say it was you that spilled. Gab away," he teased, a teasing smile on his lips as he stepped closer to her. She backed away from him, but he kept coming until she fell back on the sofa.
Sitting down next to her, he made himself comfortable. "I have all night, sweetheart, so you might as well tell me what I want to know."