While he was inside Katherine turned around, took a few deep breaths, readying herself for the next round as Damon so authoritatively demanded. Fixing her hair lightly, Katherine attempted to seem as unbothered as possible by Damon’s latest stunt. Although she left his rhetorical question hanging, it still lingered on her mind, a small smirk appearing on a now much calmer Katherine once she realized; Damon’s latest attempt on teasing the Petrova may have just inspired her next question.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket, claiming her attention and her small smirk quickly widened into a victorious grin upon reading the response from the mysterious contact to her earlier message; ‘I’m in, just get yourself here. Take care, Katherine.’ Hearing Damon’s steps nearing, she purposefully left the phone in her hand making sure Damon would catch a glimpse of the words that seemingly brought her so much happiness. Pretending she just noticed him; Katherine hastily shoved the phone back into her pocket. “That was quick.” She commented nonchalantly as she slipped her hand into his, interlocking their fingers with ease as if this was the thing, she was most used to, all hints of annoyance gone or more like masterly hidden. “I was thinking we start there.” The suggestion came with a nod of her head towards the mall across the street. ”shall we?” She nudged him playfully forward to start walking. “I think you’ll be glad to know I’ll be out of your hair in no time and you and E-lena can fulfil that little fantasy you casually decided to share with me for no reason.” Her sarcasm dripping comment and the shrug clearly hinting at the jealousy Damon was meaning to bring out of Katherine. Although she wasn’t sure where he’d mind would take him based on the text he saw, hoping it’ll be enough to fuel some jealousy so that she could officially return the favour.
“Anyhow,” she spoke again, displaying how little she cared for an answer even when she was sure if he had something to say, no amount of distraction would be enough for him to let go. “I do owe you a question.” Throwing a look in his direction, Katherine now held his hand with both of hers and leaned her head on his shoulder lovingly. Surely with the street fairly occupied, she could blame anything on the role. “Why do you love her, Damon?” Somehow putting Elena’s name in the sentence came with a certain distaste for the fact that she’d somehow make it real; that her Damon truly no longer was hers, a feeling she chose to shove aside for now. “is it because of the ‘similarities’”She quoted his earlier words sarcastically, through which she once again hinted at her theory about the relationship.