Reading minds, piercing through the invisible fog of thoughts that surrounded one’s head; although Heather possessed no such mystical gift, it wasn’t exactly difficult to guess that her newfound companions’ impressions of her were rather negative, even if no one had really vocally expressed such a concern. However, just because she was an actress, no one should have expected her to play the role of the friendly and carefree roommate as she wouldn’t shy away from performing her understanding of freedom of speech. As long as the others respected her though, which they had so far, she didn’t really need random strangers’ love.<br/><br/>Erecting herself up on the bed, the woman assumed a sitting position over the edge of the soft furniture. It appeared to be that the mention of a dated party game didn’t fail to trigger a small discussion across the hotel room. While the young student didn’t seem to have the courtesy to look at her while responding to her, Heather did the opposite. Her sharp gaze stabbed Riley as she talked to the girl without uttered words, like a witch casting a silent spell. And if the situation demanded of it, she could be quite wicked indeed.<br/><br/>“They are not really about playing a game though, are they?” Heather expressed her point of view on such party games. “Picking on the new girl, nudging new relationships, matchmaking. Even an excuse for naughtiness.” A few items regarding what she thought these games were really about. Certainly quite different from a game one would play with a deck of cards.<br/><br/>As some of the others had pointed out, such games were depicted in films frequently as well, something she could say a thing or two about, in fact. “They are mostly used in films as a rather cheap device to move the plot.” Heather explained. “Like that dreadful flick I made back in the day.” With the return of the jolly air attendant, she glanced across the small group of people against her. “I reckon you would love that one.” The woman claimed. Not necessarily because she had appeared topless in that one, but since her character suffered a most horrible death a little after the midpoint of the film.<br/><br/>Hardly familiar with the closet game Constance mentioned, she couldn’t guess much about that puzzling revelation the stewardess seemed to have made in Bangkok. Considering the meaningful smirk the woman had flashed at her though, she doubt it was something very innocent. If it was indeed sex related, and her partner had lasted only seven minutes, she herself couldn’t have considered it a very heavenly discovery, so to speak. It would surely make a funny tale though.<br/><br/>While she solely got to enjoy the softness of one of the two beds in the room, the others shared the same couch in front of her. And while she didn’t mind having her own corner in the room, she couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable to have them grouped against her like that. “Carrie, Charlotte, Miranda…” Heather called out as she got to her feet. “I’m all ears.” Claiming she would be listening to them still, she walked towards her luggage to collect a bag from it, and to find herself a new spot at the dressing table.