"We've been in Beacon Hills a long time, the Hales are in the lead though. Helped build the town. Every generation of Salvatore has been born here. My mom was an avid gardner," he smiles, "she owned and worked at the local florist. It was her pride and joy."

"What about you? Do you garden?"

"Yeah, she insisted. I mostly keep up my own produce nowadays. I'm more of a chef."

"That's promising. I'm kind of hopeless in the kitchen. Scott takes care of it when we don't have get takeout. Somehow he managed to learn my mom's recipes from me even though I can't make any."

"He sounds like a good kid. Juliet and I spend time in the kitchen too. She's pretty good, though would rather watch while I do all the work. It's a good system."

He finishes off the food and dishes it out.

"Let's hope all my bragging pans out."

Dinner is had.

Jackson turns out to be less good at bowling than he admits.

Lydia is very encouraging!

Juliet manages very well. Well. Her enthusiasm and her secret werewolf spacial awareness really pays off, which is kind of cheating. So.

She tries to keep it low-key, but subtlety isn't really her strong suit.

Everyone is appropriately impressed.

"I don't think three-on-three is fair with skills like that. It would take all five of us."

The less subtle Juliet gets, the more Lydia seems to improve.

"I don't know, I think Lydia is hiding some secret skills. Maybe it'll give you a chance," she teases.

"Lydia's a terrible bowler. We're working on it."

"I think I'll concede physical competitions to you, dear Juliet. I'm a good team player, but an athlete I am not."

"We make a great team. I'm an awful team player."

Scott and Harley are thoroughly average.

Jackson continues to be worse at bowling than any other sport he's tried.

Well, he's on her team, she supposes she should help him. So she goes up to him and talks quietly.

"Jackson, you've got this. You're just not focussing on your technique well enough. The way you're holding the ball and the angle you're releasing it. I'll show you?"

"I've got it."

"You do, you're just distracted. We've got to show Lydia, Scott, and Harley our pure bowling superiority."

He tries again, this time trying to stay focused. He manages to hit the pins this time, but there's no chance he's competitive with Juliet and Lydia.

This is acceptable and she cheers.

"Anyone want any food? My shout."

"I can cover me and Harley."

"That's up to you, I don't mind either way. Just give me your orders and I shall deliver."

Lydia declined to order, but everyone else happily tells her what they want.