Claire broke her coyness with a chuckle. "No, no. I'm afraid I'd be useless with a sword. My sister took fencing lessons, but I never had any interest."
"Oh, individuals, huh?" Claire asked skeptically. She remembered the letter Julia was writing the first time they met. "What, are you some sort of call girl, or just playing the field?" The question was laced with humor - to disguise the straightforwardness of the question, but Claire was really interested in the answer.
"It wouldn't bother me, if it doesn't bother you..." Claire's voice was laced with sultry hints as she tried to push down the thought that she may in fact be a little jealous if Julia was taken. A fact like that had never bothered her before, it was strange that it was now.