"Jenna." Damon flicked a gaze at her, quick and assessing before shifting his attention back on Elijah. "What are you doing here?"

Elijah reached for the delivered whiskey, handing one to Jenna and taking a sip of his own. "I heard there was a party."

"You never struck me as the party type."

"You never bothered to get to know me well enough to find out."

Klaus had run off with Damon's brother. Elijah was sorry for that, but he wasn't really feeling particularly generous to the Salvatore brothers, no matter how sorry he might be for what had gone down.