Claire | Constantine
If she didn't seem quick-witted, Constantine wouldn't have been nearly so interested. It wasn't like he had a particularly hard time finding girls to spend time with. But most of them weren't really the type he wanted to stick around, either.
He took another drag from his cigarette before passing it back to Claire again and sinking down lower in the water. Sure, it was a little too hot but only in the best way.
"Luck's only as good as what you make it, y'know," he said, knocking his knee playfully against hers.