"Rawr" Clarissa playfully responded when she heard Sam call her a sex kitten. She had always liked that term, but had never imagined that her brother would call her that. Then the conversation changes slightly, making Clarissa feel a little concerned for a moment. She realised that it wasn't easy for Sam to look Johnny in the eyes after all that time, and the fact that his sister might be wanting to spend more time with him would be equally terrible.<br/><br/>She listened to his concerns about what he wanted and what Johnny might want. But it seemed like he might have forgotten about what she wanted. Putting her coffee down, she wrapped her arm around Sam, pulling him in for a hug. "Who says that I can't have two beautiful men out to dinner with me?" she reassured him. "Maybe he like to see you all dolled up as much as I do, but I also love whenever you do the opposite" she added, hugging him tighter.<br/><br/>"Besides, I haven't even asked him yet. Maybe he just wants to leave things like they are, you know?" she remarked in an attempt to get his hopes up.