[ Damon had caught the late showing of the incident, but not until after he sent her that text. He only wishes he were clever enough to concoct a plan like that to get her over here. No worries, though, she's already on his doorstep and he greets her with a smile. ]

If I knew you'd go all Super Girl on me I would have waited until the morning to send that.

[ He says the words all fine and good but there isn't an ounce of sincerity to his tone. He's trying to ignore the sound of her heart and the thought of all the blood and heightened adrenaline pumping through her veins. It was neither the time nor the place. ]

Guess you'll just have to stay the night.

[ With that the door swings open and he leaves it, leading her into the apartment in a very unhost-like manner. He points around the decently sized apartment as he rattles off: ]

Living room, kitchen, nook, master bedroom, guest room slash den. Consider it the grand tour.