It's flashback time! We go back to the 1940's New Orleans, when Damon managed to have another vampire sired to him. This one, though, might be a lot dumb, because she actually takes everything he says literally. If someone told me to count all the bricks in all of New Orleans, I'd tell them to fuck off, frankly.
In the present we have girl's night bonding, and then arguing, that dovetails with a boring subplot about one of the hybrids trying to gain alpha status of the rest of them until Tyler almost rips her heart out.