She smiled up at the man she would soon wed, and her eyes twinkled a little as she blushed prettily at his compliment. She was harboring a secret and she hoped that she could tell him that night, but in the privacy of the garden or something. Claire opened her mouth to speak and then found herself interrupted by the announcement. The first reaction she had when Miss Catherine Emmington was escorted down the stairs by her father was how silly she thought the girl was, for her waist was too small in Claire's mind. Concern for her well being would be in the back of her mind until the young woman and her father approached.

Then she saw the way in which the chit was looking at Quentin and a slight bit of annoyance niggled at the back of her neck. Pasting a sweet smile onto her face, she said, "And yours as well." Her creole accent was drawn out slightly more than normal as the Southern Charm mode was activated. She wasn't threatened by the mousy looking girl, she knew that Quentin would not discard her for another. Therefor she saw no reason to be unkind to the girl, as annoying as it was.

Then she shifted her eyes to her mate and a genuine look of adoration crossed her features, and a soft, secretive smile seemed to play on her lips. "What a lovely home you have," she said then as she glanced toward father and daughter.