<div align="center"><strong>~Claudia in the dining hall~</strong></div><br/>To her ears, it sounded like Summer placed too much dependence on this Seth character, but it was her life. Growing up, Claudia’s mother always told her that it was always nice to have a rich husband but to always have some backup plan or method to take care of herself in case the dream husband turned out to be an ass and intolerable. She remained quiet as Lucian sorted out his belongings before walking over to him to help him place his key on the ring. “You just have to be patient with it.” Once that was done, she headed over to the dining hall, rubbing her arms since it was a tad bit cold outside.<br/><br/>“Here we are.” Upon entering the hall, the smell of food drifted under her nose, and she took her place sitting across from Chanel. It didn’t take long before a bowl of delicious looking soup was place in front of her, and she sniffed it discreetly before a pleased smile came on her face. After graciously thanking the server, she took note of those around her. A few people were missing from the table, but it didn’t bother her in the least. She stirred her spoon in her food idly before speaking without glancing in anyone’s direction, “There are new students that arrived late, Summer and Lucian.” Lifting the spoon, she blew at it gently before placing it in her mouth. It tasted marvelous since her nose never deceived her. Her attention finally lifted to Chanel, and she couldn’t help but notice the state her clothing. “Chanel, your nipple is about to pop out at any moment. If you don’t know your proper measurements, I can take you shopping tomorrow. We can find something that fits you better.”<em>And is actually your size.</em>Wickedness flashed in her eyes as she resisted the temptation to smile. Chanel was known to wear skimpier things during sessions but one didn't have to dress inappropriately during all times of the day. One can dress sensual but not have the appearance of a cheap slut.<br/><br/>Her eyes flashed to the delicate Asian girl by Richard, and she scowled mentally to keep up the appearance of being civil at the table. After all, students who weren't a part of the society were present. The girl was stuttering and stammering like a fool again, and it was tempting to throw her soup across the table in her face or maybe gag her to prevent her from speaking. At least the other annoying deer from orientationwasn't at the table.  She swallowed her soup before sighing softly. "Oh, for the new people who don't know me. I'm Claudia Mallory. I hope we have classes together or perhaps run into each other in the library."<br/>