You're right. I wouldn't have to follow him if he didn't have a car and couldn't go anywhere he wanted at anytime. [With stalkers on the loose and the trouble that's been following him lately.

Elena presses her lips into a thin line when he doesn't budge. Look, Elena's like one of those tea cup sized puppies that'll bark furiously and engage in battle with the bigger dogs because they erroneously think they're the same size.]

Damon. [She points to the road.] I have this under control. I promise.