"My older sister." Claire answered, free with the information. Her and her older sister, now twenty-three weren't particularly close. In fact, personality wise, they were almost complete opposites. Jessica had always been the studious, well-behaved one. Hell, she had been a Ravenclaw, like their father. Claire almost let it slip and asked about Penny before she remembered that she wasn't supposed to have been looking over the girl's shoulder like a creeper. "She works for the Ministry." Claire finished smoothly.
Seeing Julia accept a clove, Claire grinned before stuffing the pack back inside her pocket and taking a deep drag of hers before parting her lips and letting the smoke flow like currents up and into the wind.
"You are correct." Claire nodded with a grin. She wasn't necessarily surprised that the girl knew a bit about her, her...reputation tended to precede her at times, but for some reason.
Shaking the other girl's hand with an equal lightness, her handshake did not go with out it's own Runcorn signature sultriness as her fingers grazed Julia's wrist almost teasingly before she withdrew. She noted how soft the girl's hand was.
It was obvious to Claire that Julia was one of the "pretty smokers", by her drag, the shallowness of it. Deciding against calling her out, CLaire simply grinned and watched the smoke float from the older girl's - very nice - lips.