The Vampire Diaries, Season 1

(Stefan and Elena are in bed, cuddling)

Elena:
(sighs) Good morning.

Stefan:
I could get used to this...

Damon:
Rise and shine, sleepyheads!

Stefan:
What are you doing?!

Elena:
Damon, please!

Damon:
Oh, stop being smutty.

Stefan:
Seriously, get out of here!

Damon:
If I see something I haven't seen before, I'll throw a dollar at it. Now listen - we have some very important business to discuss.

Elena:
And it has to be right now?

Damon:
We have lots to do, now that we're all friends and working towards a common goal. So, in order to open the tomb, we need to find the journal to get the grimoire to undo the spell. So, first things first - since you are Elena Gilbert, you're on journal duty.

Elena:
Since when am I helping?

Damon:
Well, Stefan's helping, and you've taken up residency in Stefan's bed, ergo...

Stefan:
You don't have to do anything you don't want to do.

Elena:
I'll look for it today.

Damon:
Good.

Stefan:
How do we know that this journal will hold the location of the grimoire? Are we really gonna take the word of this vampire? He seemed like a bit of a dimwit.

Damon:
In lieu of any other options...

Elena:
Okay, what exactly is a grimoire, anyway?

Damon:
It's a witch's cookbook.

Stefan:
Every spell that a witch casts is unique unto itself, so every witch would document their work...,

Damon:
Yeah. Cookbook.

Stefan:
What about our mystery vampire? 'Dimwit' obviously wasn't working alone. So whoever's out there knows who we are.

Damon:
And I don't like that disadvantage. So chop chop! You know, I'm really liking this whole menage-threesome team thing. It's got a bit of a kink to it. (turns to leave) Don't screw it up.