Klaus drove to Ms. Greyson's house, fuming the entire way since his night with Caroline was ruined.

As he was about to knock on her front door, it opened. A man was holding the door open and a women was about to step through. Klaus gaze went from the man to the woman next to him - I didn't know Ms. Greyson had a roommate - oh - he thought.

That was Ms. Greyson standing there in front of him.

For the first time since he's known her, she's let her hair down, and it framed her face, in soft curls. It's also the first time he's seen her wearing any kind of jewelry, and makeup.

She wore a simply navy dress, to her knees, with a gold braided belt circling her waist and accentuating her curves. Strappy gold sandals completing her outfit. For some reason, he had a hard time tearing his gaze from her toenails, which were painted pink.

"Mr. Mikaelson," she said, her heart dropping to her knees. "What - what are you doing here?"

His eyes snapped up to meet hers. "Ms. Greyson - I'm so sorry - I didn't realize you'd have plans. Not that you shouldn't have plans. Ted called - apparently there are discrepancies with the committee financial reports. He mentioned that you may have some receipts or - paperwork. I stopped by to - well, if you just give me the paperwork, Ted and I can sort though it."

Amelia's date spoke for the first time. "For Carnival Committee? Amelia, I know how much Carnival Committee means to you - to the community - if you need to cancel, I understand."

"No, Jack" she said, female pride unwilling to let her drop everything just to go over financial reports with Mr. Mikaelson.

"Excellent!" Klaus said. "Jack - thank you so much for understanding, I'm sure you know how much we rely on Ms. Greyson to keep us in line." Klaus reached out to shake his hand - and to pull him out of Ms. Greyson's house and down the sidewalk.

"Well, of course, I remember when my son -"

"That's fantastic, Jack - thanks again!" Klaus said, pushing him on his way.

"Amelia, I'll call you," Jack called over his shoulder as Klaus pushed him along.

Ms. Greyson stood in the doorway, wondering what just happened. She glared at Klaus.

"What?"

"I didn't get a chance to say goodbye," she said.

"What, like a good night kiss?" And for some reason, the wolf in him snaps, and starts to snarl.

"Maybe!" she said indignantly even as she blushed.

He laughed to cover up his jealous reaction. "Shall I call him back?"

"Forget it. I'll go put on something more suitable for reviewing financial reports," she muttered. "You may as well come in." She walked down the hall and into her bedroom, slamming the door.

Klaus entered and closed the door. He looked around curiously at Ms. Greyson's home, and noticed the fresh cut flowers in a vase on a nearby table. Not the least bit scrupulous, he read the card - Looking forward to tonight - Jack.

Klaus snorted. The man actually sent flowers before a date - who does that anymore? He realized too late that Ms. Greyson had actually been looking forward to her date with Jack.

Jack - she could surely do better than Jack, couldn't she? Now, if I had a date with Ms. Greyson, I certainly wouldn't have allowed her to be hijacked - whoa - if I had a date with Ms. Greyson?! He laughed silently to himself. Where had that idea come from?

Well, alright, sure, she looked rather nice tonight - her dress certainly had shown him curves he hadn't known she had - more lovely than he had ever seen her, but Ms. Greyson - she was his daughter's teacher.

More importantly, now that he had Caroline in his sights, he certainly wasn't going to get sidetracked. He shook his head as if to clear it. No, Ms. Greyson was Hope's teacher, and his friend - sort of, and that was how it would remain.

Ms. Greyson came out of her bedroom and Klaus felt his insides relax - there was the Ms. Greyson he knew. Her light brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she had slipped into jeans and a light blue sweater. Sneakers completed the ensemble.

"I'll just gather up the paperwork I have - just take a second," she said.

Klaus nodded silently, relieved to have the old Ms. Greyson back.