Meg opened the door of her motel room and pushed Claire inside. They had introduced their selves to one another while shopping for hair products.
“Sit down” Claire ordered and Meg raised her eyebrows. “I can’t dye your hair while you’re standing”
“You know how to do it, then?” Meg asked careful. She wasn’t vain, but she didn’t want to look like an idiot either.
“Please, I’ve done it a thousand times” Claire insured Meg. “You can trust me”
Meg reluctantly sat down on a chair and Claire unpacked the hair dye shampoo. She prepared the shampoo and then went standing behind Meg. As she put the shampoo on Meg’s hair she started talking.
“So, tell me, why do tu need my father?” she asked.
“He has something that belongs to me” Meg replied, before realizing how possessive that sounded. “I mean…he has something that’s important to me and I would like to have it back. And so do Sam and Dean”
Claire looked down, then up again. “I know how tu feel. I lost my dad two times” she said. “What is it that tu want back?”
“If tu don’t mind I’d rather discuss that with your father” Meg responded.
“I heard Dean mention a name. Cas o something? Something about him being stuck in there?” Claire summed up.
Meg turned around. “Why do tu ask all these preguntas when tu clearly already have the answers? Didn’t your mother teach tu eavesdropping is very rude?”
“I can find my dad” Claire said, avoiding Meg’s commentary. “I’ll call him and tell him that you’re keeping me hostage and that he has to surrender himself to you” She conjured her phone and dialed a number. Meg walked towards her, took her phone and smashed it on the floor.
“What are tu doing?” Claire frowned.
Meg grabbed her wrists and pulled her to the chair, where she pushed her down. She walked to the cupboard and found some quick-release straps. Claire, too shocked to act, stayed put. Meg walked back to her and tied Claire’s hands on her back, then walked back in front of her.
“Or I can really keep tu hostage” she smiled, before covering Claire’s mouth with tape.
“Sit down” Claire ordered and Meg raised her eyebrows. “I can’t dye your hair while you’re standing”
“You know how to do it, then?” Meg asked careful. She wasn’t vain, but she didn’t want to look like an idiot either.
“Please, I’ve done it a thousand times” Claire insured Meg. “You can trust me”
Meg reluctantly sat down on a chair and Claire unpacked the hair dye shampoo. She prepared the shampoo and then went standing behind Meg. As she put the shampoo on Meg’s hair she started talking.
“So, tell me, why do tu need my father?” she asked.
“He has something that belongs to me” Meg replied, before realizing how possessive that sounded. “I mean…he has something that’s important to me and I would like to have it back. And so do Sam and Dean”
Claire looked down, then up again. “I know how tu feel. I lost my dad two times” she said. “What is it that tu want back?”
“If tu don’t mind I’d rather discuss that with your father” Meg responded.
“I heard Dean mention a name. Cas o something? Something about him being stuck in there?” Claire summed up.
Meg turned around. “Why do tu ask all these preguntas when tu clearly already have the answers? Didn’t your mother teach tu eavesdropping is very rude?”
“I can find my dad” Claire said, avoiding Meg’s commentary. “I’ll call him and tell him that you’re keeping me hostage and that he has to surrender himself to you” She conjured her phone and dialed a number. Meg walked towards her, took her phone and smashed it on the floor.
“What are tu doing?” Claire frowned.
Meg grabbed her wrists and pulled her to the chair, where she pushed her down. She walked to the cupboard and found some quick-release straps. Claire, too shocked to act, stayed put. Meg walked back to her and tied Claire’s hands on her back, then walked back in front of her.
“Or I can really keep tu hostage” she smiled, before covering Claire’s mouth with tape.
“You’re going to regret this” Rebekah dicho trembling. “That’s my necklace. I lost it, back in the twenties. On the night I met your brother” Klaus never dicho she couldn’t tell Damon.
“You’re lying” Damon replied supercilious.
“Am I, now?” Rebekah dicho slowly as she stepped closer to Damon. “Stefan knew how to experience all the perks of being a vampire. We had so much fun together, while tu were probably sulking over your dear Katherine”
“And you’re telling me this, because?” Damon wondered.
“Stefan and I have a past, a present and if tu back off and don’t pull of stunts like tu just did, then we might have a future” Rebekah answered threatening.
“But pulling stunts is so fun” Damon replied.
“You don’t want be on my bad side, Damon” Rebekah threatened. Suddenly she gasped, her eyes bulged and her face turned dark grey.
“No” a female voice said. “But I do”
Rebekah fell down and Katherine appeared.
“You’re lying” Damon replied supercilious.
“Am I, now?” Rebekah dicho slowly as she stepped closer to Damon. “Stefan knew how to experience all the perks of being a vampire. We had so much fun together, while tu were probably sulking over your dear Katherine”
“And you’re telling me this, because?” Damon wondered.
“Stefan and I have a past, a present and if tu back off and don’t pull of stunts like tu just did, then we might have a future” Rebekah answered threatening.
“But pulling stunts is so fun” Damon replied.
“You don’t want be on my bad side, Damon” Rebekah threatened. Suddenly she gasped, her eyes bulged and her face turned dark grey.
“No” a female voice said. “But I do”
Rebekah fell down and Katherine appeared.
De luchthaven camioneta, van New York beging reciente een flater camioneta, van jewelste. De actrice Emma Watson, vooral gekend camioneta, van de Harry Potter-films, werd door de douane aanzien als een minderjarige. Zo schrijft People.
Watson, die toch al 22 jaar is, twitterde over het voorval: 'Een onbegeleide minderjarige? Ik? Paspoortcontrole: Waar is jouw begeleider? Ik: Ik ben 22!!! #draagnooitmeereenrugzak. Het treurige hieraan is dat het niet de eerste keer is.'
Een bron aan People vertelde dat Watson zich zwaar vernederd voelde. Ondertussen zou de actrice er mee kunnen lachen. (Belga / MVL)
Watson, die toch al 22 jaar is, twitterde over het voorval: 'Een onbegeleide minderjarige? Ik? Paspoortcontrole: Waar is jouw begeleider? Ik: Ik ben 22!!! #draagnooitmeereenrugzak. Het treurige hieraan is dat het niet de eerste keer is.'
Een bron aan People vertelde dat Watson zich zwaar vernederd voelde. Ondertussen zou de actrice er mee kunnen lachen. (Belga / MVL)