The first thing the Salvatore sisters felt was the warm sun and the first thing that they heard was the vast noise that the people made, the kind of noise that they hadn't heard in Mystic Falls in a very long time.

However, the first thing that Stephanie Salvatore smelled was her lovers' sweet peanut butter, vanilla and woodsy scent, causing her eyes to flash to the Mystic Grill, indeed finding her lover, or rather this version of her lover sitting in the patio with a man Stephanie knew to be Elijah Mikaelson.

Hope Mikaelson's eyes surveyed the scene from her spot as her uncle spoke, watching everyone that was around until they landed on a trio of girls, a girl that looked to be her age and two younger girls, the older one was looking at her, nostalgia and longing clear in her eyes, seen from her spot, as well as a sad smile that her lips were contorted in.

Hope couldn't help but stare at the girl in confusion, her heart stopping as she did, "That girl..." she whispered, interrupting her uncle and bringing his attention to the girl that Hope was staring at, "What about her?" Elijah inquired in his velvet voice, Stephanie looked away from this version of her lover and back to her sisters, making sure that they were alright.

"I feel like I know her."  Hope replied, her light blue eyes never leaving the brunette girl as she attended to the younger girls that were with her, "Maybe you do. From school." Elijah suggested, his eyes flicking to his niece before going back to the girl, she did look familiar to him, her eyes being the thing that seemed to hit him the most.

"No, she doesn't go to school. But my heart stopped when I saw her." Hope sighed, it was truly confusing for her, her heart has raced when at school at the sight of her ex-boyfriend but never did it stop as it did when she saw the brunette girl.

"Peanut butter blast, whipped cream on the bottom. Just how you like it." an employee, Landon as his tag read and Hope knew him to be stated as he placed down a smoothie cup. "Thanks, Landon." Hope replied, finally prying her eyes from the girl she'd been staring at and moving them to the boy before her. "Uh, this is my uncle." She quickly introduced, hoping to clear away the air that was beginning to form awkwardly.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Marshall." Landon quickly greeted shaking his hand, "So, Hope. You haven't been around much lately." at his words Hope's demeanor faltered for a moment as she quickly came up with half-lie "Oh, yeah, there's been stuff back at home." Landon's smile etched into a real and honest one as he stared at the beautiful girl before him, something that Elijah noticed, but Hope didn't seem to as she was looking around the square, in search of the brunette she'd been staring at previously.

Now gone from her sight, "Oh. Well, I was, I was hoping you'd be back. I mean, you're from New Orleans, right? I've always wanted to go.It's home to some of the greatest musicians of all time." Landon claimed, stuttering at the beginning before ice cubes were sent their way, but directed at Landon, "You should go. No matter where you are, there's always someone playing a Louis Armstrong song somewhere." Hope said politely.

As another round of ice was chucked at them, Elijah caught one of them and shared a small look with Hope who looked about ready to rip every single one of those boys to shreds. "Uh, actually, there's, um, there's music in the square tonight. I mean, they do it all the time, but tonight there's this kind of bluesy vibe and I thought maybe if you wanted..." Landon started once more, ignoring the boys.

An unreadable emotion flashed through Hope's face at the offer but before she could say anything two sweet and younger voices questioned "Steph can we go?" "Pretty please, we've never gone to a dance."  these were followed by a sigh and a low and half annoyed "Fine, just this once." The endearing scent of roses, woods and paint filled Hope's senses causing her to snap her head to the person it belonged to, just to find the girl she'd been staring at previously.