Raina yelped in surprise, laughing as she tried to hold the man up who was draping over her petite body with his rather large one. "If you hadn't bragged then you would have lived it down I am sure. I'll tell you what...to prove I am not a big meanie...I will tell you something you really want to know." she spoke before leaning close to his ear and whispered, "You asked what my dress size is and here it is, four."

She knew she shouldn't encourage the government ball thing but if he had already got the dress and couldn't return it then the least she could do was give him a size so it could actually fit. She knew by doing this that she was actually agreeing to go with him and not being pushed into it like before. She turned her attention to the two that were joining them, wondering what their race would be like and what Caleb was going to say to Everett.

~*~

Caleb smirked, his own competitive nature coming out to play,"Oh I see, so all is far in love and war. Let's see if your words can hold up to the hype or if you will be the one watching as I cross that line." He headed down to the track after her, ready to tease Everett since he had played up about winning and then lost. Caleb had to pat Raina on the back for that one, bring his friend a few pegs down was not an easy thing to complish. He could see though, how good that she was for his friend though as he watch the playful display in front of him.

He had actually been worried that he had fallen for a fake and that she was using him. Everett had after all made her out to be too perfect, even though she had denied the man at first. "SO....Everett...how does it taste? Does the taste of defeat taste the worse or the taste of foot in mouth after speaking of your winning and never having it come into fruition. I must say Raina, anyone that can up him off his high horse other then myself is good in my book."