It was difficult for Lenore to hide the fact she was practically green with jealousy. She couldn't be sure but she felt strongly that Keeley was about to procure a beautiful cabin for everyone to live in. Lenore felt she was about to be one-up'd on her very own idea. Well she would just have to smile and bear it. Lenore could create a beautiful palace for herself under the waves, she had wished to be a queen after all. What would she rule though, fish and sand? Keeley was not only competing for the one true resource on this island she was that resource herself: Companionship.<br/><br/>The two men of course probably couldn't see it just yet but the two women could have anything they wanted. Just no one to share in it. Lenore told herself that Keeley was a potentially good friend. She was smart enough not to get too mad at 25% of the population.<br/><br/>"Oh Gwyn you are sweet." She lowered the quiche and smiled to the other two hoping they will join.  Lenore hoped Keeley would at least wait until after they all eat. A good meal together would probably put everyone in a much better mood.