Elena, Molly and OTA
Being a werewolf meant that Elena wasn't terribly fussed about shaving her legs. At least now that she wasn't going to be playing at being human. She knew that Clay wouldn't care. And since they were stuck here together, she also knew it was inevitable that they'd end up back together. They were already heading in that direction at home anyway.
She smiled a little at the other woman, who was definitely one of the people who smelled different and thus, was on Elena's radar. "I'd say we should also look for condoms." The last thing they needed was a bunch of pregnant women and babies.