She was hesitant to put full faith in Elle too, but time would tell. And though Claire had money, she was willing to make the short run to the hotel. Grinning, the cheerleader nodded, going to hold out her hand, but remembering Molly was no longer a kid and she changed her mind. "Alright, I'll race ya," she challenged. "On the count of three. One...two...three!" Claire sprinted with ease toward the hotel, careful not to pull ahead of Molly by much. Gymnastics, cheerleading, it all worked out to on her behalf for things like this.