Seriously, football? You're a vampire.
Cami: How're you holding up?
Kinney: Well, I'm gushing blood into a bucket because the vampire who kidnapped us doesn't want to stain his floor. So...pretty great.
Vincent: Why didn't you tell me about this before?
Cami: Right. 'Hey, Vincent! You wanna check out my collection of creepy Black Magic knickknacks?
Klaus: Mere hours after you lecture me about boundaries and here you are at my house in the middle of the night.
Cami: I came through the front door and you appeared through the window like a creeper. Besides this is a matter of life and death.
Klaus: Oh, how novel.
Cami: Drinking in front of a baby. New all-time low?
Vincent: You're the one who brought her into a bar.
Rebekah: What's all this?
Cami: Dark objects, because apparently now I'm a dispensary.
Cami: Am I supposed to fear you, too?
Klaus: It would be better for you if you did.
Cami: Maybe we could go for a walk. You could spend, I don't know, 5 seconds, not obsessing about who not to trust and who you're going to murder next.
Klaus: I quite enjoy my obsessions, thank you very much.
If there's one thing I've learned in this town, it's that we do better when we're not alone.
Elijah: So this is your solution? Mend the home, mend the man?
Cami: Or we could go fishing and I could tell you about the summer I lost my virginity.
Elijah: I'll mend the home.
[to Elijah] Your mother really did a number on you boys, didn't she? Did it ever occur to you that I am less interested in fixing your problems and more interested in forgetting my own? I mean I'm basically in a supernatural witness protection program because your psychotic brother, who I might add I practically had to seduce, wants me dead. So, yeah. Booze and board games is pretty much where I am right now.
Cami: I would appeal to your morals but those seem to be all over the map.
Finn: I'm not the one who was sleeping with one vampire while half in love with another. Your morality is a moving target. Mine is not.