ELENA: I sawyou last night. You were talking to a friend of mine, At the grill?

OLDMAN:Well, i--i thought it was somebody i knew.

ELENA: StefanSalvatore.

OLDMAN:Nah, it can't be. It's just my mind

ELENA:Playing tricks on me. Where do you think you'd seen him before?

OLDMAN:When i first moved here, I stayed at the Salvatore boarding house.

ELENA: Oh.

OLDMAN:Stefan was just passing through to visit his uncle. I mean, none of us knew hewas even here until the attack.

ELENA: Theattack?

OLDMAN:His uncle got killed. Mauled by an animal in the woods.

ELENA: Hisuncle, Zach?

OLDMAN:Mm-mmm. Joseph.

ELENA: I'msorry, sir. I don't think I'm familiar with the story.

OLDMAN:Oh, how could you? I mean, this happened years ago.

TIKI:Grandpa, you gotta go. mom wants you home. Ok?

OLDMAN:Ah.

TIKI: Hewasn't bugging you, was he? He's a little alzy-heimer.

ELENA: No, hewas sweet. Hey, sir, I'm sorry. Um, are you sure that the man that you saw,that you knew, his name was Stefan Salvatore?

MAN: Yes. Iremember his ring and his brother—

ELENA: Damon?

MAN: Yeah.Stefan and Damon Salvatore.

ELENA: Whenwas this?

MAN: It wasearly June, 1953. Yeah. June, 1953.