<span style="color: #FF0000">Jared looked at her and smirked again. "Good. You beat him over the head with the frying pan. I'll just fucking beat the shit outta him. We'll tag team it to protect my twin brother." He says. Grinning a bit. Blinking a bit. "Not used to other people helping protect my brother. Not sure I like this turn of events. Though he is your friend and best friend so I guess I really don't have a choice." He growled at that fact. He looked at her. He blinked a bit. "Er...what?" He says. Rather caught off guard. Get to know each other? What the hell was that about? Well if she insisted. Which he had a feeling she was. He looked at her. "Three hundred and twenty." He says simply. Hobbies? What the hell? He didn't well alright if she insisted. "Building motorcycles. Detail work. Writing music. Playing the guitar. That is all really." He says. Letting out a growl. "I don't drink packets. I drink it fresh or I don't feed at all." He shook his head. "I won't drink from a packet. Unless I'm about to go in a blood frenzy. Even then its just a small one."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">Makota just winced when Damon got yelled at by Lily and Veronica's mom. "See you later broooooootheeeeeeer." He says in a sing son voice. Looking at his blood partner with adoring eyes. He adored her and if he allowed himself to admit it loved her. He didn't allow himself to do it yet though...he was afraid of what that would mean. Even after he admitted it to himself he couldn't tell her. It would cause ackward situations...right? He sighed and didn't say anything as of yet. Not even to himself. His eyes brighten up and he nodded his head. "Oh that sounds absolutely perfect and beautiful! Lets dooo iiiiit." He says in a sing song voice. He watches her digging out the nail painting equipment. Jumping up in girly ways in excitement. "Oh can I paint yours first? I'll include those love designs that you always pay chinese people to do on your nails. I can do it just as good as they can."</span>