"Go for it- good place to hide a knife," Claire told him, finally turning from the mirror. On her way to the closet to wiggle her feet into the shoes that came with the dress, she caught his eyes and pointed at the inside felt of the hat. "Slice the lining- tucks right in there."
Claire had a knack for finding places to hide sharp things.
"We just don't bring it up in the first place. The more vague the better- and if he asks specifically about it- we play the comfort-zone. We know how jarring it is to wind up on the island outside of everything you know- blah blah blah..." The point was to gain the dude's trust as fast as possible. At least enough to get their jobs done.