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EIGHTEEN - Two Of Them
While Klaus and Stefan drank champagne, lounging on the chairs in the boutique waiting for Rebekah who is trying on clothes. while Harlow scaled the racks of dresses in one of her favourite shops in Chicago waning for Rebekah. Klaus had taken Rebeka there to find some new clothes that didn't make her look like she had been at the cheap dress-up party.
"There has to be more to this dress," Rebeka spoke from her dressing room while trying on one of the many dresses, Harlow had given her. she wasn't sure why but Rebeka insisted on wearing a dress and turned down any other options Harlow had given her.
"There's not," Klaus replied with a monotone voice while taking another sip of his champagne. Harlow had now given up picking dresses deciding that if she were anything like Klaus, she wouldn't ever be fully satisfied with anything opting to just sit down on Klaus's chair that was facing the dressing room while holding her hand out for his drink.
