Elijah couldn't help but chuckle at how even his birthday turned into something about Klaus. He didn't mind, though--knowing he was pleasing Klaus, that Klaus was happy with him? That was present enough.

"Which one?" he asked, amused. "Annie or Bess?" He was fairly certain Klaus might not know the girl's name, so he elaborated. "Curly hair or straight?"

They were both pretty--no one who wasn't could get a job here. Why surround yourself with anything less than the best? He, of course, would be satisfied with a day of Klaus's undivided attention, but he wasn't going to say that. It wasn't as if fucking the girl, letting Klaus watch, was a hardship. In fact, Klaus seeing him in that light, taking that kind of control when he tended to surrender it all to Klaus, was always appealing.