i'm leaving you my last curse

[bravebartender]

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[patrols]

They ... well, I don't think Rhett ever owned a plantation. Though maybe he technically married into one.

[It's a pretty big technicality though.]

But in their defense, they were turned during Civil War Reconstruction. And I don't believe they're still racist.

[moralitypolice]

Rhett.

( No. No. Shut. Up. Not possible, though. Is it? Damon knows -- aren't they fictional? She's seen that movie more times than she can count thanks to growing up in Mystic Falls. )

As in, Rhett Butler?

[patrols]

Yep.

[Lindsay does enjoy sharing this part of the story.]

Scarlett is a lot. Melanie's pretty nice though. She and Damon have been doing this weird old people flirting thing.

[moralitypolice]

Old people flirting thing? I have only ever seen Damon shamelessly flirt. Please, later, let me know what old people flirting looks like and please let me see it in person today.

( She lets Lindsey man the door as Dawn continues the -- tour? )

Have you met Scarlett and Rhett and Melanie?

[ooglyboogleys]

["Trust me, you'll know it when you see it."]

I have not, but I have heard about them.

[She's very curious though and looking forward to the adventure.]

Apparently they've gone on a few adventures with Buffy in the Scottish countryside.

[moralitypolice]

I can't wait to hear all about them. Or, to meet them. Or, both.

( Really, she's in for both. She looks back at Isaac and Danny, who she assumes may not know Gone With the Wind. )

[notwitty]

[Yeah, this is all going over Danny's head. He's too young and too British for this.

Isaac, however, is connecting some of the dots. He is confused, but he assumes Bonnie will explain later. He does know enough to go:]

Has Caroline met them yet?

[moralitypolice]

I don't think so? But, this is the first I'm hearing of them. So. Maybe passing through? I'm out of the loop unless the girls want me in.

( Or, think they should be in it. )

For a long time, I liked it that way. I lost a lot in Mystic Falls. Escaping - I promised someone I would take my life into my own hands and that's what I did. I don't regret it. Even if meeting Rhett and Scarlett O'Hara would've been... I don't even know.

( She glances back at Danny. )

Gone With the Wind?

[notwitty]

["Oh. I fell asleep halfway through that one."

In his defense, it is a very long film. Isaac smirks, before shaking his head.]

Depending how recently they came back into Damon's life, this could all be new. Maybe you beat them to the punch.

[moralitypolice]

Maybe. You'd think Damon would mention his Antebellum friends.

( She shrugs, stretching her shoulder. )

Is there time for a nap before dinner, Dawn?

( She just needs a little sit-down. Even a lie-down. )

[ooglyboogleys]

Totally. I think Buffy's shooting for mid-afternoon, and we're still missing a good chunk of guests. Please relax.

[She's sure Stefan would like to see her, but he's busy cooking so it can probably wait.]

[moralitypolice]

Than that's what we'll do. Let us know if we can be of any help.

( Danny gets his own private room, while Bonnie and Isaac are given one of the suites.

Stefan is helping Buffy with the Thanksgiving preparation in the kitchen, Faith is finishing a smoke out on the terrace, and Rhett pulls up behind another... - is that a rental car or a car service? Rhett is driving his own, he always liked the Scottish highlands, so a convertible rental is a must.

"That could be our Wesley." he asks, coming to a stop a few feet away and putting the car in park. He lifts his sunglasses.

Damon steps out of the car and holds a hand out for Melanie, like a gentleman. )

[mojitos]

[Melanie takes his hand, following his lead with a smile and climbing out of the car before looking at the young man emerging from the car ahead of him. "It is. Hello, Wes."

Wes smiles, barely giving Damon a second glance.]

Hello, Melanie. Happy Thanksgiving. It's good to see you.

[unforgivably]

( Damon holds a hand over his eyes to miss the glare of the sub=n while the beanie-baby greets the woman he's courting. He doesn't need to make any kind of impression. He's never been anyone's favorite person, even when he is. He's used to being the ignored punching bag. It's fine.

Rhett leans in to his beauty.

"Just look at our progeny. Perhaps the Northwest gloom is doing him some good." )

[mojitos]

["I wish it would do something for his fashion's sense but I suppose that's what's in over there."

Scarlett judges with love, Wes knows this by now. He's still greeted by her blinding smile as she climbs out of the car to greet him. "There you are."

His smile widens as he wraps his arms around her.]

Hi, Scarlett.

["Did you have a good flight?"]

I did. This is certainly fancier than our previous Thanksgivings.

[persistingly]

He's comfortable and cleans up when he's meant to. Let him be, Scarlett.

( Rhett waits for his own handshake but pulls him in for a stern one armed hug. )

Only the best for our Westley.

( Rhett leans back. )

You remember Damon.

[mojitos]

I do.

[Unfortunately. Don't worry, Damon, he's probably going to be just as cool with Stefan. He flashes the other man a small, polite smile.]

Nice to see you again, Damon.

[persistingly]

( "You, too. Really putting the hip back in hipster," Damon says with a smile.

Rhett steps away and back. )

Honestly, Damon. Scarlett. Maybe we get away one weekend without commentary on fashion.

[mojitos]

[Scarlett waves a hand. "I'm just saying, it's very Bohemian."

Wes laughs.]

It's okay, Mom. I like Bohemian. But I did try my best to match.

[It is a little more upscale than your usual Boho style, even if he is wearing a beanie and a beaded bracelet. There is a button down and slacks under his peacoat. Scarlett smiles, giving his hand a squeeze as she pulls him close.

"I appreciate the effort."]

[persistingly]

( "It's not black tie Thanksgiving, I think everyone will meet the dress code," Damon confirms, moving things along.

Rhett turns to Scarlett, always the man not paying attention. Maybe she mentioned it, maybe not. )

Are we to be staying the weekend or will we be returning to the village?

[prettyclothes]

I think that's up to Buffy.

[The answer, in fact, will be no as there will be nowhere to stay, but they don't know that yet.]

Perhaps it's best if we don't wear out our welcome in the castle full of vampire Slayers.

[persistingly]

Perhaps, indeed. Westley, Melanie and we both have room for you in our suites.

( Or, they can get you your own room! Either or. )

You're gonna love Buffy. She's a kick.

[prettyclothes]

["I've heard very interesting things from my boyfriend's roommate."

Scarlett tips her head to the side curiously. Boyfriend. She will make a note of that. But the roommate seems more interesting.]

His roommate is familiar with Buffy?

["His roommate is a Slayer, actually. So yes."]

Playing with fire, I see.

["He's also a vampire, so I think if she took issue with us, I wouldn't have a boyfriend in the first place." At least not this boyfriend.]

[persistingly]

Boyfriend?

( Scarlett may tip, but Rhett fully jumps in. There is not just a note. This is a notepad. )

Well, now, I thought we were eclipsing the new frontier, apparently, we once again, darling, are just "in fashion." Let's get back to this boyfriend.

[mojitos]

Not much to get back to. It's still new.

[And it's more that he doesn't want to get into it in front of Damon. But predictably, Scarlett doesn't let it go quite so easily. "Can we at least have a name for this mysterious gentleman caller?"

Wes keeps his eyes straight ahead on the castle before nodding.]

His name's Mickey. He recently moved to Star City.