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Damon wasn't sure if she had become the most oblivious person in the world since he had known her, or if she just didn't care enough about his existence to react to him following her all day. It was only yesterday that he had gone up to her; surely she couldn't have forgotten his scent or gotten over the fact that he had known her. They were a predatory species, being unaware of their surroundings was not common. Any other vampire probably would have slammed him against a wall by now and threatened to snap his neck, but she hadn't paid him any attention. This annoyed him to no ends. He tracked her down by her smell and in the morning watched through crow's eyes as she left the home of the Doppelgänger's recently made ex-boyfriend, apparently this is where she was staying. But why stay here? Who was he to her? He knew her family line and knew the two teens inside were not a part of it. He would worry about that later though. His current goal was to escape the boredom of being unnoticed. He abandoned using the bird and instead purposely placed himself in clear view of her after the first half of the day in hopes she would react, but nothing could be taken from her body language or facial expressions to suggest she noticed him. He was invisible to her and Damon did not take being ignored well. After night had fallen she stayed put at the local hot spot. Damon, unable to jeopardize being seen too often by the town's people (especially Zach), decided not to enter and instead stayed close by. As he lay on the roof of the Mystic grill he listened to her as she compelled her way into getting a bartending job, according to the boss the last bar tender had decided to quit no more than 20 minutes before. What a coincidence.

Tonya stood, wiping down the counters getting ready to close for the night; with the sudden leave of the last bartender she was left to start work instantly. Strange how things just fall into place for some people; she was lucky. She was lucky the town that had once been known for its hunting of vampires seemed to lack vervain now, she was lucky she just happened to find two teenagers that needed someone to help with the bills and felt an irresistible urge to treat her like family and lucky to get a job that would put her in a place where she would get a lot of time with the towns people: especially since the spot had previously been taken. Luck was all someone needed to get by, but having the power of compulsion doesn't hurt her chances either. Tonya would be lying if she wasn't a bit rattled though, all day she knew she was being watched; The man wasn't exactly being discrete. Who was that man, how had he known who she was and why did he want her to know that he was following her? She wasn't the type to forget a person, especially since the man had seemed to know her intimately by the emotions that had been displayed on his face the other day and his determination to be around her. Even with the confusion and the sudden need to look over her shoulder for a possibly dangerous shadow, she couldn't help but to feel at least a small amount of excitement and curiosity. Eternal life could get dull, especially in a small town like this where she had to prevent herself from slipping up. She was hoping this other vampire would be the wildcard in her life here, someone on a similar playing field as her instead of the predictable, easily controlled members of Mystic Falls. But as handsome as he was and as intrigued as she was, she needed to keep her guard up, knowing it would be best if he left her alone until she finished what she came to town for. She was hardly surprised when her stalker entered the room, strolling towards the bar as if he owned the establishment. "How about that drink?" She would have giggled at his comment if she hadn't already been in the motion of throwing a glass at him. His figure disappeared before contact was made and suddenly he stood in front of the bar, his devilish smirk intact as he playfully scolded her while taking a seat at the bar, making tsk-ing noises with his tongue, "That's coming out of your paycheck missy" She went to smack one of the closest bottles to his head, only for him to catch it and take it from her grasp. After breaking the top of the bottle off he began to pour himself a glass, mischievous eyes looking up at her through dark lashes, "I'm not one to brag but I'm pretty quick". Grinning at him she raised her brows in a similar way that he had, "I've never heard a man brag about that before." His smirk was impossible to remove from his face even with the jab at his self-worth, it seemed to be a permanent part of his character, "thinking about my sex life already? Well, I don't blame you: look at me. But if you want a better idea of what it's like all you have to do is ask." Rolling her eyes, Tonya's voice dripped with sarcasm, "Yes, because perverted vampire stalkers really get me worked into a sexual frenzy" "Lucky you"