[It feels like they're a fairy tale. She's the princess, he's the prince, and Damon's the fire-breathing dragon that threatens to keep them apart from each other.

Or so Stefan would think, were he an expert in these things. His smile only grows wider as he leans on her.]

Hm, I don't wanna get between you and your mother's memory, but I saw a recipe that could give you the best of both worlds. [beat] We'll save it for our next date?