[ The party's nice, the crowd welcoming and with enough people a part of it that Katherine's stayed entertained. She wouldn't have stepped along quickly with Damon, and she smiles over when he appears; knowing how playful she tries to be in town is likely one of the reasons Damon tugs her along. No time for nonsense, apparently. Friendly banter for a minute or so, if not more, would've been her style.

Katherine's jaw sets tight after she gives a smile and talk later to the guy in question, hating being pulled away. Tall, handsome, and did you see how pretty his eyes are, Damon?! She hates that he seriously goes to the extreme of exerting this sort of behavior on her, when she'll always be stronger than him, all while she can't immediately lash back.

She has to keep her expression together as they move, being dragged along and frustration bleeding out as they go, her eyes hot with unbridled annoyance when they stop. You better not have caused to her scuff her heels, really. Yanking her arm as he lets go, she glares at him. ] What the hell is wrong with you? [ Growled out under her breath, trying to keep the arguing tones on low ] All's you ever have to do is ask, and you know I'll come with you. [ No pause, because he's obviously about to go into some version of a tirade. ] So why, Damon? What the hell happened that's so important you have to manhandle your wife through a party?

[ Shouldn't he be hanging with Elena?? ]