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[bennet_beauty]

It was only fitting, Jane believed, that she would hold this party upon such an eventful day. Five years ago, she had arrived upon the island and her whole life had changed. She was no longer the young girl that she had once been and was no longer trapped in the confines of a time when her options were greatly limited. Though the date coincided,

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Claire feigns a little gasp at Olive's initial suggestion, although it's not something that the blonde plans on making a big deal out of. The fact that Olive's gone a lot further with Eduardo than she has with Chris doesn't really bother Claire, doesn't put any pressure on Claire herself. It's just fact. She's not really worried about Olive being responsible in that respect- if anything, she feels like she'd be more likely to slip up, if she began heading in that direction with Chris, but that's a bridge she doesn't think is worth crossing until the situation's immediately at hand. But it does serve as a decent point to rag on and tease about now and again, so she raises her brow with a slightly wicked expression, before shrugging it off like nothing has been said at all.

"But yeah, I... admit, this, not totally for me," Claire confesses, pressing her lips together in a faint grin. "Partially for Chris. There's just something about the look that he gets when I wear something he's not expecting, and, I don't know. It's nice, that kind of look of appreciation, even if that's usually as far as it goes. And I'm definitely glad that he seems capable of appreciating my taste, which I realize is really not on the risque side."

[floozyfacade]

"Oh, risqué is over-rated," Olive says. Speaking as someone who spent two weeks in corsets and hot pants, I know. For one thing, that stuff has a way of riding up where it really shouldn't. I don't understand how anyone does that routinely. She grins, shoulders shimmying slightly. It's always a little weird, given that Chris is a friend of hers, but as long as they're happy together, she can ride out knowing things about him, especially since it's not like there's terribly much to know yet. By the time there is, she'll probably be used to it, and anyway, it's not her comfort with their pace that's important here.

"You know, it's... it's more about subtlety, I think," she says. "Like, a keep 'em guessing thing." At which I've failed completely in recent weeks. Actually, for a long time. A long, long time. "But he'd be crazy not to appreciate you whatever you wear, you are stunning, woman. It is a nice look, isn't it? I don't know if I'll ever get used to it." When boys looked at her at home, after all, they weren't looking at her, just a trollop in a bustier. They didn't see a girl, they saw a reputation and a long pair of legs, and it's not like that with Eduardo, ever. He thinks she's beautiful, but he loves her, and knowing Chris, teenage boy or not, he's just the same. They got pretty damn lucky.

[lucked]

Claire huffs a little laugh as she watches Olive shimmy. It's true that in spite of Olive's look, there are times when she comes off as playful, even somewhat of a goof, but always in a way that seems so effortless and confident besides. She does suspect that part of it is thanks to the island itself, which surrounds them with an altogether positive community, a community hell-bent on holding fast and making the experience as positive as can be for one another. But it's hard to tell at a quick glance. Olive's just got something about her, Claire thinks, which definitely draws other people in. Her lips quirk in amusement as Claire shifts her weight from one foot to the other, turning slightly, feeling pretty solidly like the younger of the two. Which is okay. Acting her age has always been something Claire's been comfortable doing around Olive, in a way that she never was around Jackie.

"Honestly, I'm not sure that I think so deeply about it anymore," Claire laughs. "Actually, I'm not sure I've ever been able to purposefully pull off 'subtle.' More like I scan the shops until I find something that I think looks nice, and that's about it. The other girls on the squad were great about, I don't know, picking something with a low back if a guy liked that sort of thing, or something with a short skirt if he was a leg guy, things like that. Never wanted to think too much about it, myself. Which, which-" Claire raises a finger, wagging it knowingly. "-I personally think makes it all that much more gratifying when you get that look, right? Like they really appreciate you for you."