<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: Kitchen / Common Area</strong><br/>With Carter<br/><br/>She grumbled after the last cushion was turned over to reveal absolutely nothing. "Damn, no luck here." She hastily went about straightening the cushions that were a mess, and bolted over toward the kitchen table. There was a definite competitive air to Jayne, or maybe it should be construed as excitement. Always hard to tell, considering they're first impressions.<br/><br/>"If that key was taped to the door, I bet there's one taped UNDER the kitchen table!" She declared, daintily dropping to her knees so that she could crawl under and check it out. Hard to say whether she was aware of how short the hem of her dress was, but it definitely dared to show off the color of her underwear as she slid further beneath the table. The backs of her thighs we almost completely exposed, a smooth sun kissed complexion with the definition of a girl who liked to surf on the weekends.<br/><br/>When Matthew spoke up, she kind of turned too quickly to meet the voice, raising her head to bump clumsily against the underbelly of the table. "Owe. I can't believe I just did that."<br/><br/>Hearing Carter mention it was Matthew, she made a sound of recognition, crawling out from beneath the table to shake his hand "Nice to meet you Matt! I'm impressed you remember my name. If you have any easy memorization techniques up your sleeve, I'd be so happy for you to teach me some." She paused, as if suddenly aware that she was on the ground, entirely too enthralled by the excitement of the treasure hunt. "I swear, I'm not always this... childish?"