<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.redbalcony.com/media/galleries/1412/Elisha_Cuthbert_10s.jpg)</div><br/><em>Jayne McArthur - Aka: Ferra Moan</em><br/><strong>Location:Bedroom 2</strong><br/>with Carter, Sunny and Matt<br/><br/>Jayne's attention was drawn from the window as soon as Sunny made an entrance. The cute Asian girl. There was something about this girl that made Jayne feel comfortable. She exuded a presence that was very non-confrontational, and pure. Odd that pure would come to mind, considering that Sunny had to have been aware of the debauchery she signed up for.<br/><br/>"I'm a Drama major. I'm here to work on my acting." There was a hint of seriousness to her voice, but the quirk on her lips belied the fact that she definitely was kinda joking. "Economic History?" Jayne screwed up her nose, and reached out to pat her shoulder in a congratulatory manner. "I envy your brain. I think I'm a touch too granola to even consider understanding a subject like that. But if you know anything about history, maybe you could help me with my character authenticity!?"<br/><br/>As she conversed with Sunny, Jayne was gathering her bags and bringing them over to the walk-in closet. She was feeling very task oriented, a full-scale 'need to unpack and get settled in' mode. She felt sure that once she had a shower, she'd feel completely at ease, or if you wanted to look at it like a ceremony - anointed as a true-blue, bonafied resident of the reality porn shack. Jayne had a habit of making a demonstration out of minutia. This probably had a lot to do with her passion for performance.<br/><br/>She could hear her two other room mates talking with Matt as he entered the room. Jayne was fully immersed in unpacking her bags, but took a quick second to poke her head out and welcome him to the bedroom. She grinned, shaking her head to herself at the site of Sunny getting cozy with Carter and Matt.