Katherine was standing por the puñetazo, ponche bowl. She looked around to make sure no one was watching, before she conjured a small bottle and poured some of its content in the bowl. She stirred with the ladle to mingle the alcohol with the punch.
“I saw that”
Katherine smirked and turned around. Stefan was standing behind her, his hands in his pockets.
“And what is that, Mr. Salvatore?” she asked. She took a cup and poured some puñetazo, ponche in it.”Can I seduce tu to a sip?” she whispered while she held the cup against his lips.
Stefan accepted the cup and drank. He raised his eyebrows. “Are tu trying to get everyone drunk?” He put the cup down and looked away from Katherine.
“Are tu looking for someone?”Katherine asked a little irritated.
“Yeah, actually” Stefan confessed. “Have tu seen Rebekah? She was supposed to meet me here and I know she wouldn’t miss this”
“I don’t think Rebekah will be mostrando up tonight” Katherine said, with a whiff of malicious pleasure.
“Oh? Why is that?” Stefan wanted to know.
“Because I stabbed her” Katherine shrugged.