A small shiver went through her after shedding that comfortable long sleeved shirt.  It wasn't so much that she was cold, no the room was heating up nicely already!  But rather it was the weight of unfamiliar eyes moving over newly bared skin, the building sense of anticipation that caused the reaction. Ben was right, nothing wrong with a slow build and her smile echoed his.<br/><br/>Myst's observation about color coordination brought a quick grin and a nod to that round's winner. Yes thank God someone understood. "I look forward to your prediction coming true.  Raining clothes is pretty much my favorite weather forecast. You want to go ahead and deal for the next round?" Reaching out she slid the deck of cards across the table to toward the blue haired woman, but her hand faltered slightly at Kip's entrance.  Why hello there. "It is in fact a great time.  Pull up a chair, we're just getting ready to start the next round!"<br/><br/>