After managing to stop Damon from ravishing her in the bathroom, they were finally out.
Damon had lifted Amelia in princess style and took her to the room, letting her sit on a stole and started helping her to dry her hair with a towel.
"Why were you such a prick before?" Amelia asked out of curiosity wondering why Damon suddenly became gently, "I'm pretty much sure I was not." Damon bragged not stopping with the drying of Amelia's hair.
"Well, I'm pretty sure were." Amelia responded shrugging, he couldn't jugde his character by himself, he should let the people close to him do so.
"Not." Damon asked back using a little bit of force on her hair causing Amelia to yelp.
"What was that for you big baby, only because I called you a prick you want to pull my hair out." Amelia yelled turning to slap his chest.