Britney was secretly glad to see that Jane seemed to be as nervous as she herself was.  It made Britney feel on slightly more equal footing to know that Jane wasn't as confident as she let on, and that she trusted Britney enough to show her vulnerability, at least in this moment.  She gave Jane's hand a light reassuring squeeze and a soft smile before nodding in agreement to Jane's suggestion that they find someone to talk to.  She was glad to see the couple already approaching them though, and listened as Jane took the lead in the conversation.<br/><br/>She noticed Jean making his way toward them, and appreciated the way his grin made him look several years younger.  "I didn't know you served in the military, at least I don't think Jane told me, if that's common knowledge.  I've always admired people who agreed to serve in the military, especially those who still have family," she added, having new respect for him.<br/><br/>She winced at hearing Jean mention Margarite's scar, shaking her head.  "I don't think I'd like that, though admittedly I haven't tried it," she said.  Jane had told her a little of what she'd seen before at the club she used to visit before the two made their relationship official, and the idea of whips or hot wax scared her.  But that was part of the reason she was here, to learn more, not only because Jane had wanted her to come, but because she was curious in her own right.<br/><br/>Her eyes widened when David brought up the idea of she and Jane seeing Margarite's scar up close, and she would have stepped back, had she not felt Jean's hand on her shoulder just then.  She relaxed slightly at the touch, though her cheeks were still flushed.  Margie's next words helped to calm her even more, and she grinned at David's teasing, glad they wouldn't insist on she or Jane doing anything with them.  She was relieved that Jean decided to stay with them for the rest of the night, though part of her felt as if she were being a nuisance to him.  Maybe he felt like he had to watch over them because they couldn't handle themselves?<br/><br/>"I don't know about Jane, but I think I'd feel better if we went somewhere more private to talk," she said.  Though she knew David hadn't meant anything by his suggestion, she still felt on edge, and wasn't sure that others here would take a refusal gracefully.  Besides, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to say to any of these people, or how she was supposed to act.  Going to regular parties was enough of a chore, without knowing everyone else here was into bondage.  In a way it surprised her to see so many, but it still didn't give her any ideas for conversation starters.  She didn't know what Jean was planning to ask them, but she at least felt relatively comfortable with him, and knew he wouldn't try anything.  Everyone else here seemed to respect and like him, at least those she'd seen so far, which was another point for him in her favor.  She glanced sideways at Jane, hoping she wasn't spoiling her time by asking to go somewhere that was quieter, or making Jane have second thoughts about bringing her.