Now, we're all cats. [ It's to Stefan, really, that he needs to question this very mixed metaphor. Then again, it makes sense if Elena's the dog, especially now, anyway. Because she's a dog again after being a cat for a few years now. Damon exhales, weighing his options. ]

At the risk of taking this to a less comfortable place for all of us, while not exclusively a brilliant tactic for playing inside the sandbox, no - [ He says, finally giving her a smile. ] this is not for the cameras. [ What else can he say? ] Stefan thinks you're not who you say you are. Elena had something, someone we both knew who greatly resembled her. She made all our lives a living hell once upon a time. And, speaking of hell, she's probably there right now. Which is why I told him it's not possible that you'd be her. What he doesn't realize is I'm the brother with amnesia experience. So, while he picks at every little mannerism, I know that you're scared and on edge. [ And maybe Damon's not so stupid himself. ] And doesn't that suck, Elena? When someone takes a bite out of your happiness, no matter how fleeting? Stefan really can be an emotional vampire when he wants to be. Cats and all.

[ He hates that he has to do this, but his brother does have the track record. He always recognizes Katherine. Damon had gotten better, but then she'd fooled them all for months. ]

Her name was Katherine.