Mystic Grill. As Elena approaches the stool on Damon's left, she asks him if he did it -- "it" being blow up Rev. Cliche and the Council. Damon: "That seat's taken." Elena: "But there's no one here." Damon: "Well, I'm just going to pretend like there's someone there, because the alternative's too damned depressing." I am loving these Alaric shout-outs. Damon continues accusing Damon of killing the Council, but he brushes her off. It's then that she admits she's can't keep down animal blood. She needs his help. Damon, who gets all the best lines, says, "Of course you do," and then gestures to the Grill's other patrons. "Pick your meal. You've got Asian Fusion, Mexican, or what about some good old American comfort food?" Elena insists Stefan is right. She has to try to get through this without hurting anyone. Damon says, "Fine," and then takes her by the hand and drags her across the pub.
Inside the bathroom, he tears open his palm and offers it to Elena. "You're a new vampire, Elena. You need warm blood, from the vein. Maybe this will do the trick. Just -- just don't tell Stefan." Staring at Damon's blood, Elena is breathless as she asks, "Why not?" Damon: "Because blood sharing is kind of personal." He finally gets Elena to drink and it's hotter than any sex scene ever featured on this show. I'm struggling to stay out of Metaphor-ville about cheap bathroom hookups, but it's difficult when watching these two. Right now, Elena has undeniable physical needs and Damon knows that, but his baby blue eyes betray him. It's clear from the look on his face that he's pretending Elena is feeding off him because of her passion for him, rather than her need to feed.
We cut to Caroline and Tyler in bed. She stops their shenanigans to note that it's wrong to be having sex when the whole Council just got blown up. Tyler notes that if they stopped having sex every time someone in Mystic Falls died, they'd explode. Caroline says they need to be more sensitive, which is just dumb because they're alone. I mean I hope they are. Hey, Care Bear, shut off the webcam, and none of the mourners will know what's going on. She doesn't listen and continues to question if they should be more sensitive, which gives Tyler an opening to declare his love for our Vampire Barbie. She returns the sentiment, but their smoochies are interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.