"Its already been 4 months, Damon." Rebekah sighed, taking a sip of her drink.

"So? Why can't I just sit here in peace without you going on and on about me and Elena. We broke up, so what?"

Rebekah let out an exasperated grunt,"You've come to the bar almost everyday since. I'm surprised you haven't got liver failure yet."

Damon narrowed his eyes and turned towards her so he could face her surprisingly caring look."Why are you being nice to me, we're not even friends. Have you forgotten when you hung me up in your house and tortured me?"

"Then, let you go eventually." she added. "And...Matt is off visiting some distant aunt or something, I have nothing better to do." Rebekah shrugged, her eyes full of mischief.

Raising his eyebrow, Damon narrowed his eyes once more. "What are you up to?" He noticed her gaze flicker towards the front door. A girl with wavy brown hair walked in. Struggling to see her face, Damon sqiunted over, though he still could not clearly see this mystery girl's features. Yet, there was something about her that seemed familiar.

Forgetting about Rebekah, Damon began to make his way over to her. "Watch it man," a waiter exclaimed, cleary annoyed after being bumped into. Damon shrugged and turned his attention back to the door. But, she was gone. Now running to catch up with her, he burst through the door only to discover she was nowhere in sight.