Stefan: Damon.

Damon: Hello,brother.

Stefan: Crow's a bitmuch, don't you think?

Damon: Waittill you see what I can do with the fog.

Stefan: When'd youget here?

Damon: Well,I couldn't miss your first day at school.

Your hair's different. I like it.

Stefan: It's been 15 years, Damon.

Damon: Thank god. I couldn't take another day of thenineties. That horrible grunge look?  Didnot suit you. Remember, Stefan, it's important to stay away from fads.

Stefan: Why are you here?

Damon: I miss mylittle brother.

Stefan: You hate small towns. It's boring. There's nothing for you to do.

Damon: I've managed to keep myself busy.

Stefan: You know, you left that girl alive tonight. That's very clumsy of you.

Damon: Ah. That can be a problem... for you.

Stefan: Why are you here now?

Damon: I could ask you the same question. However, I'mfairly certain your answer can be summed up all into onelittle word... Elena.