"We got something interesting in the mail," Selina said, handing Elijah the envelope with Gwen and Mikael's wedding invite in it. "Have a look."

Elijah, who was drinking some sherry at the time, opened the envelope and looked the invite over, spitting his drink all over it.

"Well, that was attractive," Selina said dryly as she handed him a napkin.

"Did you see this?" Elijah asked. "It says my father is getting married!"

"I know," Selina replied. "Gwen asked me if I would make the cake!"

"You don't think this is weird at all?" Elijah asked.

"Well, if anyone can handle him, Gwen can," Selina replied. "And maybe being married will make your father less of a pain in the butt."

"Well, here's hoping," Elijah replied.

"And according to Gwen, we have to wear costumes," Selina continued. "What do you think we should be? And before you say 'Red Riding Hood and the wolf', don't. That was a sex game your brother and I used to play so it would be weird being it with you."

"Now did you have to tell me that?" Elijah asked. "I didn't need to hear that!"

Selina grinned. "I believe the expression you are searching for is TMI."

"Yes," Elijah nodded. "Exactly."

"Sorry," Selina replied. "But seriously...what do you think we should go as for your father's wedding. And we do have to go because like I said, I'll have the cake. Otherwise, I'd be as eager to skip it as you." She paused. "So, what should we be? You pick."

"Oh, I don't know," Elijah replied. "I really don't want to dress up, and I don't think Father would expect me to. How about you dress up for the both of us? But please, just make sure it's taseful."

"Oh, all right," Selina replied. "I will. Now that we have that under control, you just have to get through going out with your brother. You think you'll be able to get through it?"

"Of course I will," Elijah sighed. "It's not like I have any other choice."

Selina hugged him. "It won't be so bad," she said. "You'll see."

"I am so proud of you for agreeing to go out with your brother tonight," Selina told Elijah. "It shows a lot of maturity."

"Well, actually, I only agreed to let him come so I can make absolutely certain that you're not drawn to him in werewolf form and drawn to me instead," Elijah told her.

"Oh, damn," Selina replied. "We were so close. For the five thousandth time, I'm not drawn to Klaus romantically anymore!"

"Well, pardon me for doubting you, dear," Elijah told her. "But I'll believe it when I see it."

Selina rolled her eyes and they headed to Klaus' where it was Felicity, of all people, who opened the door.

"Hi, Grandma!" She greeted Selina. "And hi, Uncle Elijah. Stefan and I are heading home in a couple of days, but Grandpa wanted us to stay for at least one full moon. So here I am. And Stefan's hanging out with his brother."

Selina hugged her. "I'm bummed I didn't know you were here sooner," she replied. "But then again, I don't talk to your father or your grandfather as much as I used to."

"Lissy, is that your uncle?" Klaus called.

"Yeah!" Felicity replied. "He and Grandma are here."

Klaus appeared a few seconds later, a smirk on his lips. "Well, hello, brother," he said as he approached Elijah.

"Don't look at me like that!" Elijah replied. "What's wrong with you!"

"Oh, the irony of it all makes me chuckle," Klaus replied. "I mean, think about it: Mikael probably suspected for years that I wasn't his and I was punished for it. It got even worse after I turned for the first time. You were the favorite son, and now he has no choice but to hate you as much as he hated me."

"It shook him up so much that he's getting married on Halloween," Selina replied. "I'm making the cake!"

Klaus burst out laughing. "Mikael is getting married again? Well, I feel sorry for the poor woman. If Mother couldn't handle him-"

"Gwen is different from your mother," Selina interrupted. "Trust me, she can handle him. Much better than your mother did, as a matter of fact."

"Not that I dislike small talk," Elijah interrupted. "But isn't it time for us to be, you know, going outside or something? We only have so much time to get to the house so we can get set up in the yard."

Klaus rolled his eyes. "I can't believe we have to stay in the yard all night," he said. "What fun would that be? It'd be a lot better to go to Enid's so we can see Gregory and Adrian. Show them we can get along just as well as they do."

"I'm not leaving the yard," Elijah said through his teeth. "If I do that, I might hurt someone."

"If you're not getting fully invested in the experience, why did you even agree to do this?" Klaus asked.

"He wanted even more evidence that I liked him more than you," Selina told Klaus. "That now that he's a werewolf, somehow your and my prevous bond is null and void or has been transferred to him, or something like that."

"Of course it's something like that," Klaus replied irritably. Then he peered around at all of them. "Well, come on!" He cried. "If King Elijah says we have to go, then we should go!"

He stomped off with Felicity following him and Elijah looked at Selina. "What do you think that was all about?" He asked her.

"Well, it could be that Klaus genuinely wants this to be a bonding experience for you and him and it hurts him that you want to use it for something else," Selina replied. "Maybe...maybe I should stay here and you should go with him."

"But-" Elijah began. Then Selina stopped him. "Go with your brother," she insisted, giving him a gentle push out the door. "It'll be well worth your time when you get back home."

"Fine," Elijah replied. "I'll go."

"Good," Selina kissed him deep. "See you in a bit."

"Goodbye," Elijah said. "And you better not be tricking me about making it worth my while."

"Think about this before you leave," Selina whispered in his ear while kissing the lobe. "Naked Miss Stinson in a bubble bath."

Elijah smiled as a guttural sound exited his throat. Selina let out a surprised giggle as he turned around, pushed her against the wall and kissed her deeply, his hands going down her back to cup her bottom.

Selina fumbled around with her fingers to grab his zipper, undid it, and then let her panties down while pulling him tightly against her. Just as he slipped inside her, they heard a voice.

"Are you two coming, or what?" Felicity asked, then reddened. "Oh, sorry," she said when she realized what they were doing. "I didn't mean to interrupt. But if you're coming, you have to hurry."

Elijah reluctantly pulled out of her, zipped up, and watched with longing as she pulled her panties up. "I wish I could stay," he said.

"You're not going off to war or anything," Selina told him. "You'll be back in a bit. Just go."

"Can I brag to Niklaus about what we just did?" Elijah asked.

"Does it matter what I say?" Selina grinned. "I know you're going to anyway."

"You're right," Elijah replied a little spring in his step as he headed out the door. "I will."

"Okay," Gregory told Katherine patiently. "Remember that the photographers are coming to take pictures of Elizabeth and Charlie to promote the salon tomorrow."

"I know that," Katherine replied. "I planned the whole thing."

"Well, I just want to remind you to try and get along with my sister," Gregory said. "Your fighting won't help things."

"I won't fight with her," Katherine replied. "What do you think I am, an idiot?"

"Well, no, of course not." Gregory told her. "But I worry you might try and steal the spotlight."

"When have I ever done that?" Katherine asked.

"Well, the fact that your name is first on the salon sign when it's Laura's business comes to mind," Gregory replied. "Remember that?"

"Well, it's not my fault 'K' comes before 'L' in alphabetical order," Katherine replied. "Plus I think it just has a better flow if my name is first."

"But you don't do any of the haircuts or anything," Gregory pointed out.

"Yeah, but I make the appointments," Katherine replied. "If I wasn't around, she wouldn't have any clients at all, so I think my name deserves to be on the sign!"

"Whatever," Gregory rolled his eyes. "I'm not gonna argue about this. Just behave yourself tomorrow, all right?"

"Fine," Katherine promised. "I will."

But Gregory came to the salon the next day just to be sure.

"So, how are things going here?" He asked Laura when he arrived in the basement. "Everything okay between you and Katherine?"

"I have her booking appointments in another part of the house," Laura replied. "We're very popular all of a sudden. And Elizabeth seems to be a natural, by the way. I bet she learned that from her mom."

Gregory watched as Elizabeth smiled and posed for the camera, completely at ease. "Yes," he admitted. "I was worried about how Katherine's parenting would affect her, but she seems to be just fine. What about Charlie? Is he as camera ready as Elizabeth? With you for a mother, I can't believe he'd be shy."

"Is that an insult?" Laura asked, eyes narrowed.

"No," Gregory said quickly. "Only an observation." Then he watched as one more picture of Elizabeth was taken before the cameraman had to put in another roll of film.

"All right, Elizabeth," he told her. "I think we're done with you for now. Would you go get Charlie, please, so we can start on the boys' haircuts?"

"I'm right here," Charlie said, coming into the basement. "And would it be all right if...if Elizabeth was in the first picture with me?"

"Sure," the cameraman shrugged. "I don't see why not."

So they took a picture together and Gregory called Katherine to come down to the basement. He took Katherine's hand in one of his, and Laura's in the other, and said, "Wouldn't business be much easier for the two of you if you got along as well as Elizabeth and Charlie do?"

"We don't do so bad now," Laura told him. "It's been worse."

"I don't think we'll ever be friends, but I can put up with her issues for a couple hours a day," Katherine added.

Laura frowned. " Excuse me. My issues? You're the one with the issues! You self-centered, egotistical-"

"Sorry," Gregory apologized to the cameraman, who was giving the three of them a look. "I'll get these two out of your way so you can concentrate."

"Thank you," the cameraman said. Gregory then took Laura and Katherine upstairs and tried to keep them separate from each other until the shoot was over and he could take Katherine and Elizabeth home.