[Argh. Elena pulls over and unbuckles her seat belt. She gets out of the car and closes the door, because she is not having an argument while driving when he is right behind her.]
[Damon pulls over along with her before he gets out of the car, well aware of why she would pull over to the side of the road. Doesn't mean he won't be smarmy.] Am I riding with you now? If that's the case, I really think I should be the one behind the wheel.
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