Sierra Summers found eavesdropping quite amusing.
She leaned in beside Jasmine Jennings, her body inclined forward, arms resting on the table, her hand against her chin, and gazed leisurely towards Florence Fawcett's side, her excellent hearing catching every word of the conversation perfectly.
In a low voice, Sierra Summers discussed: "Their conversation is really roundabout, is there some kind of satisfaction in that?"
"I think the sound of slapping is more substantial, brings more satisfaction," Jasmine Jennings swirled her glass of red wine, took a sip from it resting against her lips, put the glass down with a blank expression, poking Sierra Summers' arm, "Sit properly, someone's coming over."
The person coming was Nina Rhodes.
