Helen gave Clary the middle finger salute as she neared Issac holding her pants and shirt. Ignoring him and hoping he wasn't staring at her too keenly, she slid into the pants and shirt quickly, her face all sorts of red. Without saying anything, she entered the house - and nodded to Nate for the offered jacket even though it wasn't needed - to sulk in the circle and waited for the bottle to be spun.