Claire has had her fill of fawning pretense for the evening, she decides, Before they bore me into sleep for a decade. Her polite smile holds for Star and Stone but she does not reply to their latest bits of rambling. As amusing as the pair was, perhaps she should enjoy their company in shifts her next time with either one.
Yes, that should suit.
And Harrington seemed inclined to offer a door to walk through, right out of this increasingly rather droll gathering.
"Indeed, it does seem to be getting late. I should take my leave, as well. It has been a pleasure to meet you all. Good evening." With such pleasant formalities as she deems appropriate out of her way, Claire rises and saunters from the building.
Claire Tunt leaves the scene.