<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcSKGupkheBhsb31AkkncjWVK7b_J4v5ziQjGJmrKgtTIhSSo4Dh&amp;usqp=CAU)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Evelyn Bailey<br/><strong>Player:</strong>Elizabeth Ecsed<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Food hall<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day one, 9:00 A.M.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>soft green dress with white dots, as pictured.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elf, Helen, Roxy, Lise, Elf again<br/><strong>Action:</strong>shyness, mortified pleasure, jealousy? Envy? And the collection of food<br/><br/>If the gorgeous staffer's first comment had been easy enough to deal with... It had a simple answer to a common question and.... Hadn't really been enough flirting that Bailey couldn't dismiss it as a friendly comments, and besides, she didn't know the other Bailey she was being compared to... Being called cute mostly just surprised and baffled her.... The follow up comment absolutely wiped Bailey's brain and left her the awkward, bright red mess Elf had probably been expecting in the first place. Looking down at her feet, the musician mumbled something completely inaudible and unintelligible, even to herself.<br/><br/>But she had to laugh at the concept of a Cylon attack... Bailey did infact catch the reference. There was simply no way in any worlds that Bailey would be the first cannibal, though. But if shown pictures of everyone at camp, she would have been forced to admit that indeed, she seemed most likely to be a biter. Something about her jaw shape suggested sharp teeth, even if the rest of her demeanor was pretty helpless.<br/><br/>The small girl gave an equally small wave to the redhead camp counselor...<em> Probably the briefly mentioned Roxy... Guardian of the buffet...</em>but Evelyn didn't say anything. Starting random conversation was just way too awkward. Nope, not happening, especially not with how cute the woman was.<br/><br/>Evelyn had to frown as the head of staff pressed against her friend.<em> What if the unexpected contact freaked out poor Helen? Can I even calm her down if she gets overstimulated in such a foreign environment?</em><br/><br/>But the lovely blonde didn't even flinch. Helen just launched into Helen talk, and that was ok. Miss Kincaid seemed pretty good at handling the unexpected... Which of course was her job. Leaving little Evelyn Bailey to ponder the utterly uncomfortable question of how she felt about one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen brush up against her only real life friend, herself a beautiful woman... Extremely kind, in her own way and also someone Evelyn had a bit of a crush on. It was complicated.<br/><br/>Her attention nudged from her plate of deep thoughts and bacon, sausage, a waffle, and a single pristine donut drowning in icing and sprinkles... She squawked indignantly. "I didn't forget it! I haven't forgotten a violin in ten years, and even then it was because Dad swore thi Mom had it! No, my parents said..." She trailed off weakly, finally realizing Helen's clever ploy. Blushing slightly, she gave an awkward smile to both women. Evelyn couldn't bring herself to lie about things, but she didn't have to admit that violins had been banned.<br/><br/>It was an incredibly good thing that Evelyn couldn't read minds, and wasn't great at facial expressions either. Knowing that the stunningly beautiful older woman was picturing a tied up Evelyn would have caused the dirty blond to melt through the floor, and call her parents for a rescue. Or an Uber. Or even a bus, just to not have to deal with the unbearable shyness.<br/><br/>Her eyes flicked up to Miss Kincaid's for a second, and she squirmed in her seat, lowering her eyes to the plate once again. It was time for the donut, or at least the first, dainty little tiny bite. Such things had to be savored. And focusing ritualistically on the donut meant she didn't have to answer anything about seeing the.... Stunning woman in her trailer. Still, there was a tiny smile on her face.<br/><br/>"Wrong show." She murmured, entirely to herself. "You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look down and see a..."<br/><br/>It was, once again, probably a very good thing that she didn't realize Elf was referring to Helen.... Probably screaming or tears or something would have occurred. It<em>was not</em>ok to joke that Helen was any less human than the rest of the world!