Jacqui makes herself a bit of space in the Quartet that formed just by walking in the door. Wow, we got a crowd fast.
Jacqui looked over back and forth between Amelita, Brenn, and Daniella, and a couple of nervous side long glances at Trip across the room whilst the introductions began. Somewhere whilst the moments gathered she managed a furtive look up and down over Brenn, and between the Beret and the Converse she forces a nervous smile out past that sharp edge of how you feel when you fill a room full of cannibals.
Friendly, friendly cannibals.
She needs coffee, a cigarette, and a poetry slam while she woes the turmoil of the world. Sure, the greeting was formal, but this chick is beatnik. Let's feel her out.
Daniella gets a similar judgement whilst Jacqui's still smiling.
Ehh... and she's the chick that caused a stir at Asylum. Well, she wasn't the only one that stirred... She's friendly though... She's that stripper I can't afford.
"Hello, I'm Jacqui, Jacqui Cotouri." Jacqui takes a second to weigh the introductions and their tone. "I'm not sure if I should stick out my hand out to shake, curtsy, bow, or make a friendly joke?" she grins, starting the process of loosening up. She looks over to Amelita to see if she'd rib her, and back towards the other two to see if they'd weigh in.
That felt safe since none of the names matched court officials or regents. Oooh, that guy blowed a kiss.