"So." They barely all managed to sit down and scoop some food onto their plates, before Clara focused her attention on Lane, challenging him again. "Lane, right? What do you do for a living?"
She was much calmer this time, with her hostility greatly toned down, but still with the same sharpness. Asking questions, and waiting for Lane to slip up and show just how useless he was.
Unfortunately for her, her opponent was Lane, who was more than used to faking different identities. He wouldn't slip up so easily under pressure (well, maybe unless it was Damien), not to mention, he wasn't afraid of her judgment. She wouldn't be the first one to consider him useless or just a problem, so it was just whatever. Pretty as she was, Lane had absolutely no intention of ever flirting with her. He was dating her brother, and Damien already knew how he was (aside from a few 'little' details about his 'extracurricular' activities).
