Stefan swirled the liquid in his glass again, watching as it slowed. “Well, there’s Niklaus, Elijah, Kol, and Rebecca. They’re really great. Klaus and I were inseparable growing up. The best of friends.” A smile spread across Stefan’s face as he spoke about his family. Something itched at the back of his mind about his blood relations, but he pushed it from his mind before it gave him a headache. 

“I don’t recognize you, so you must be new in town. I’m Stefan.”