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"Thanks for the loner, mate." Klaus drawled, a smirk curling his lips. The hybrid leaned against the bar and focused his attention solely on the history teacher for the time being. He would deal with the raven-haired vampire in a moment. He was curious. Before making his presence known, Klaus had observed the concern written all over the teacher's face. A concern one would have for their lover, perhaps? Maybe with a little well-placed words, he could coax this Alaric Saltzman into his bed. If Damon Salvatore could do it, what was stopping himself from doing the same thing?