"I don't mind doing the laundry, Bonnie."

"No. I do the laundry, Damon."

"Okay?"

"Is there any particular reason I can't do the laundry?"

"No, I just prefer doing it."

"You know I've seen bras and panties before."

Bonnie shook her head, folding another towel.

"I don't even let my doctor see my underwear, Damon. So…."

"If you are worried about me smelling your dirty underwear."

Bonnie stared at Damon, incredulous, before packing away clothes.

"That's not what I meant."

"I'm not a pervert, Bonnie."

"I do the laundry," she grabbed the basket, leaving him alone.